It feels like something is about to happen. Perhaps it is just the changing seasons. I have always been prone to hypersensitivity to such things. I can't quite identify when: a couple of days ago, a week, maybe. Something flipped, an internal switch. So I'm waiting with a touch of existential breathlessness ... and smiling.
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Wednesday, May 04, 2011
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