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Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Living Life in Real Time

I've found that the more I experience, the less I write about it. The less that words, my old, dear friends, seem capable of painting the portrait of the moment.

In my mind, it all gets jumbled, until a moment of clarity shines through like a beam of light through a dusty window in an abandoned farm house.

Suddenly, all is clear.

These sunbeams are all too rare in my life these days. I need to open the window and let the ambient light in.

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