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Perhaps what lacks undergoing cannot be embraced. On her own as her only, asking neither pity nor grace. Adrift, astray, missed the last train of today, but lift your chin little girl. Soon enough, bright ahead the sun wakes, again dares to show face.

Monday, December 7, 2009

fool's gold

There aren’t many things I look forward to nowadays. And there are fewer things I look forward to that actually prove to be worth the wait - they’re usually not nearly as great as I anticipated. Like fool’s gold, they sparkle from far away, drawing you near in metallic whispers. And once you get down to the core, they’re just as worthless and unsatisfying as the last fake rhinestone.

But there’s one thing I know for sure that, when it happens, will be so much better than I can hope or imagine. It’s going to be better than even all the fancies and daydreams of the wait, all the time spent envisioning its happening. It’s going to be so worthwhile, so surreal, and so unforgettable. There’s no way it could go wrong - I just hope it happens sooner or later.

That’s my driving force.

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