I want to be just like these people. What with the big blue barn, and endless flower fields, and barefoot children, and the hats, ahh...
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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
3 comments:
Oh, Erin....you'll never grow up.... But keep working toward that dream. ;)
Grow up? But we can stay in Neverland...I mean Bethlehem...lol together forever as kids!
What do you mean? You are those people. I had to look twice to see if those were my grandkids!
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