domingo, 22 de abril de 2007

Walk the wire

There is always something better than free fall. Right? I mean, something better that's waiting for you down there? Like, dunno, a soft pool of pillows, or a fragrant field of daisies. Yeah, I would like that-a fragrant field of daisies that waits for you down there singing along to some very famous old song. A song that maybe your parents knew, or your grandparents, or maybe even their grandparents as well. Wow...that would be like... a really really famous old song, wouldn't it?

The more I think about it, the more certain I am about my free fall theory. I might tell the people about it some day. Maybe even in the near future.

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