It is so quiet here.
Sometimes the rhythmic hum of the printer drives me crazy and I have to turn on iTunes to drown out the sound.
The stillness forces me to go into my head. To climb in there and really, oh I don't know, analyze and criticize. You'd be surprised.
I've never been to this place. In this place.
This thing is - it is so quiet here. Sometimes I hear but I can't speak. Sometimes I step forward but nothing moves. My place doesn't move.
You wouldn't understand because you don't have to.
I know what to do, I always do.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
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3 comments:
hmmmmm....quit your day job?!? oh anne...hang in there, dear. just keep drownin' out the printer.
Hi Anne-
You have a great blog and I would love to trade links with you. Please excuse my rudeness for posting under comments (move along people-nothing to see here.) Email me through my blog if you wanna trade
www.ournameisblog.blogspot.com
I like this - good rhythm.
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