Sunday, November 9, 2008

traveling blind

i was wondering how many times you have met a new friend before they were an old friend? please tell me soon, i really want to know. how many times have we even met? i have got a couple friends that i see around and they really mean the world to me. i can only hope to be something like that for your friends. i have met a few of them. how about when you are musing, writing something on a piece of paper and then you hear loud sounds behind you? and you get scared and your pen starts writing off of the paper and you lose where you were going? that is happening to me right now. there are loud sounds invading my quiet room. how many socks are there in my closet, anyway. i know that is a question that doesnt need an answer but so many things are like that. i am going to go count them. i'll let you know.

1 comment:

Jane Larson said...

dear chris: I enjoy your writing, so subtle and slender but rich as well.
I hope you get to go to all the lands you long to visit, tell abby to set you free one day, i will follow you.
love,
i also have a blog as well,
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