Monday, June 25, 2007

The past is always perfect...


I've been working steadily these past few days scanning yellowed clippings which have been lying dormant in the scrapbooks of a former life. I thought the experience might be a bit depressing, but no. It's been rather refreshing to become re-acquainted with the person I once was. She reminds me of someone I may still want to be. We had good times, she and I. And the clear conviction behind her eyes tells me there are good times that remain. Places to explore. Ideas that require her attention and mine. We're still pals. That girl I used to be...and me.






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