This was a title for a blog I dreamed in July last year. My oldest friends were stale and gone, and my current friends were so vital and wholly unaware of the world they exuded with every frustrated breath it hurt my little ribs to look at them, they were agitating in their neighborhoods amongst each other and throwing punches when one tottered too close to another.
Now even those friends are gone, and their agitations no longer worry me. The ripples they cause are spaced. The chop isn't all around. Life is their ocean, and never their oyster, small and never up to even under-statured expectations.
I love them, and you can too: http://travelwhateveretc.blogspot.com/2013/04/41013-erikas-apartment-447-am.html#comment-form
Now even those friends are gone, and their agitations no longer worry me. The ripples they cause are spaced. The chop isn't all around. Life is their ocean, and never their oyster, small and never up to even under-statured expectations.
I love them, and you can too: http://travelwhateveretc.blogspot.com/2013/04/41013-erikas-apartment-447-am.html#comment-form
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