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Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Tiny Things

It's strange, really, how little it takes.

It's not always some grand gesture of the universe that sends you shrinking, trying to understand why you can all of a sudden feel the backs of your own eye sockets. In my experience the culprit is usually without question something minute, that any other day would have been shrugged off and left forgotten, but for some reason , on this particular day, the vulnerability is there to allow that one tiny thing to tunnel its way into your synapses, tugging at the wires until it has successfully made its self the only thing you can focus on.

Before long it releases its hold on your core just enough to give all the other little things a chance to lower themselves down upon your chest as well. All the little things that formed that opening, that vulnerability, in the first place. A thousand tiny, tiny things.


  1. aww friend i'm sorry your having a bad day and hey when i get up there tomorrow we can watch all the dexter/true blood/mystery science theater/random chick flicks you want ok

  2. Sounds like you had the week that I had last week. Eat some chocolate and then some ice cream and you will feel better.

  3. Egh... I know that feeling and it sucks.... Hope you feel better soon.

  4. Ooo I really like this. Good writing! And I'm glad I found your new blog!!


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