Sunday, July 20, 2014


Right now it is 2:22 in the afternoon and so anything I write will be special and have hidden meaning. At least that's what I believe.  The same would be true of the others, like 3:33 and 4:44, etc. I have always found those minutes to be unique and exciting.

It's over. Now it's 2:23, and what have I got to show for it? Something must be there, it's just hard to see in this dimension. (Come on admit it--you feel it too.)

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