Thursday, April 17, 2008

Ea and Amy will testify, methinks

This morning I realized the perfect words for an inherent truth about myself:

I am a closet theater person.

Not a drama queen (shut up), but a performer. Many are the times I want to just burst into song. Few are the times I actually do, except when I'm alone.

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IN OTHER NEWS, we are back to not being sure at all. We know we must not confuse exuberant joy over the weather and the flowers that burst in our heart when we listen to These Are the Fables with other things, however.

And then out there somewhere is someone 4 hours away whom we wonder about.

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