Wednesday

To make.

A colorful box for holding any sort of thing, I require the following:








Result:
1 strained back
3 burned fingers
"You will soon receive a gift of food for your health."
and
1 great box



*Note: The fortune cookie came from the box, which was originally used to carry my veggie [Gasp! Found at last] chinese food from the weekend.
I dunno, I thought it was interesting.

on 4/15/2009

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love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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