Conversations are footprints in the wind, blowing where they may, from where and to where we cannot see far. These nodes of conversation blow around us and we stand in them, lean against them, are turned by them, or just think them nice breezes, by turns. We do well to note the wind, to catch it when we can, and to know it is beyond our control.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on September 7th, 2006 | No Comments »

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