A Journal of Days
"Forever is composed of nows." Emily Dickinson
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known."
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Winnie the Pooh
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