...the consequences of sharing with my brothers...
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Some days I felt and urgent responsibility to each change of light outside the sunporch windows. Who would remember any of it, any of this our time, and the wind thrashing in the buckeye limbs outside? Somebody had to do it, somebody had to hang onto the days with teeth and fists, or the whole show had been in vain. That it was impossible never entered my reckoning, For work, for a task, I had never heard that word. -Annie Dillard
7 comments:
your brothers are the bomb. i'm going to marry one of them.
words literally escape me
jello?
jello?
JELLLO?
you should send the picture to sufjan...
i think he'd appreciate it
(i dare you to e-mail it to him)
LOL!
that's awesome. You should make a t-shirt of it like stefanie did. :-p
Hope your enjoying hom.
Such a novel idea for a prank to take two things you like and share and then to use them against you. I am so Glad I'm on the "Inside"
sarah sharp i am glad you are on the inside as well. no need for inaugeration dinners for you - although you DO get to be an honored guest.
I echo nathan martin:
Send it to ol' Sufjan. He'll love it.
that is indeed the best thing ive ever seen. quite.
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