Sunday, October 11, 2009

I can feel it in the air. There a moments when I can taste it. Change. Always you are happening and at times I can feel you coming. Sometimes I fear you and other times I welcome your embrace. I am not sure where you reside But I am preparing for you. Will you be big? Will you be so small that you will fit in my hand? Change, when you come I hope to welcome you and let you into my life.

Tired of being an oyster, she decided to try life as a pearl for a while.

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