Wednesday, February 09, 2011
Thousand: Two Hundred Eighty-One
him for that. For giving me that. You know. It almost shattered the wall. But, you know, it didn’t. It was just a chink. A little more light came through. You see the light, you know. But it doesn’t always light up the whole. You start to see something but it’s not. It seems totally obvious now. But it wasn’t then. I was able to pretend I couldn’t see what was looking me in the face. For a long time. When I told about what happened, you know. The aliens. I stopped at the florist first and got a lily.
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