August 2012
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The little things are throwing me so off lately. One, after another, after another, crashing like little blows. Direction changers.
I’m reminded of a Shel Silverstein poem:
Homemade Boat
This boat that we built is just fine—
And don’t try to tell us it’s not.
The sides and back are divine—
It’s the bottom I guess we forgot…
I always find so much...