today’s one of those days without a horizon line.  where the cornpowder blue in the sky behind me wraps all the way around to the waves that lap the sand in front of me like the inside of some globe-sized velveteen carpet.  it’s days like these that remind me that the sky isn’t really ‘up there’ – we’re actually standing right in the middle of it.


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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
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