milk and oreos do not a great supper make; though oreos do contain a significant amount of iron...
// love!
is a place where awkward belong; a story yet to be told; a rhyme turning into a song; a tale waiting to unfold. it's in the here and now. the ebb and flow of thought are its transformers. mark my words, blank page, and be marked by them. resistance is futile.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
It's been a long time since I...
was last in touch with this collection of words.
Like the miniature metal box I treasure as a keepsake from my childhood (don't even know where it came from, to be honest), which I re-discover once in a blue moon while cleaning out my closet, I feel like I've discovered virtual "gold".
Thought for sure I had forever lost this account; having had the email account I signed up for this blog with deactivated and deleted.
Let's just say that it's been a challenge to integrate this old golden keepsake of mine with my personal present "mine" in order to expose new nuggets that may or not be fool's gold...
I will not let this miniature metal box go again; not if I can help it anyhow.
Though, I've heard it said that: "Nothing gold can stay"...
Hope remains to light the way.
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