Gabriel, at sunset, on Stone Mountain.
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folding up my thoughts and sending them out to you...
Well, hey!
Being the ravings of a lunatic housewife as she attempts to untangle the knotted threads of reality that are wound around our everyday lives.
It's me, Erin. I'm glad you came by.
It's me, Erin. I'm glad you came by.
"Five senses; an incurably abstract intellect; a haphazardly selective memory; a set of preconceptions and assumptions so numerous that I can never examine more than a minority of them-never become even conscious of them all. How much of total reality can such an apparatus let through?"
--C.S. Lewis
--C.S. Lewis
1 comment:
Could he be any cuter? My kiddys are all going to have nearly black stick straight hair. That thought alone keeps me childless.
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