Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Rocket Ships and Tapestries...The Things of Times Gone By.

"To the surface of the moon," she said. "Let's go to the surface of the moon." I sat there for a second, thinking about what she wanted me to do. "It'll be chilly. Besides, what if we get lost?" "Well, we'll just have to find our way together. And one more thing. Don't forget your winter coat."

"I must be crazy. You might be crazy. We must/might be...crazy." Crazy? No, that can't be right. Foolish? No, that's not it either. Reckless? That'll do.

I looked at the earth and smiled. "See you," I whispered. "See you soon."

-Originally written December 12, 2006

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