02 July 2012 Monday
“I love you, but you don’t know what you’re talking about.”
waiting is wasting for people like me…
You still are blind, if you see a winding road, ‘cause there’s always a straight way to the point you see.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map
“I love you, but you don’t know what you’re talking about.”
by Billy Collins
I remember once looking up from my reading,
my thumb as a bookmark,
trying to imagine what the person must look like
who wrote “Don’t be a ninny”
alongside a paragraph in The Life of Emily Dickinson.
[00:43]: birds don’t put boundaries on their happiness
[00:43]: and you shouldn’t either