It gets in the way.
So close to touching freedom,
Then I hear the guards call my name.
-Tori Amos
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I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow. --Vienna Teng. OK, I don't really feel like that (toujours), but it's rather poetic, and I aspire to be such. Here you may read about some of the happenings in my life. Love, peace, and happiness to all.
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- lines running through my head today
- race pictures
- happy friday
- how could i forget?
- regina's coming
- results, but no photos
- speaking of wetsuits
- one thing i love about my closet:
- writer's notebook cover 2009-10
- family, faith, and friends
- alpine loop
- happiest
- please don't kill me
- too much fun for pictures
- tinker toys
- watercoloring
- august's first day in 51
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Con Leche
lovelies
a peek at some of my writing
About Me
"Sometimes remembering will lead to a story, which makes it forever. That's what stories are for. Stories are for joining the past to the future. Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember except the story."
--Tim O'Brien
--Tim O'Brien
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