Not that it was beautiful but that, in the end, there was a certain sense of order there, something worth learning.
(Anne Sexton)
Friday, November 20, 2009
tripping
I was listening to The Cure's Like Cockatoos on my walk to the subway this morning and feeling like a 16-year-old bad ass, until I tripped on the sidewalk and was reminded yet again that I have never been a bad ass at any age. Alas.
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