Friday, March 11, 2005

"To see a World in a grain of sand
And Heaven in a wild flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour."
- William Blake, Auguries of Innocence

Pretty pink flowers falling on my head, littering the sidewalk.

A crazy week. Grave and sudden provocation. Neil Morgan is Good.

Kerong is Good too. (Thank you for not taking undue advantage of the situation and exacting your revenge. I will stop being a Ham, I promise.)

I discovered that I actually love being alone, which comes as a real shock to me. My mind rests, and my senses take over, and everything seems sweeter, gentler, brighter.

-- tee @ 1:22 pm |