Friday, January 8, 2010


sitting at the table
she's peeling clementines
she says this batch isn't as good as the last one
the other batch of clementines was better
then she asks, "but how do you know? how do you know what one will be good, until you try and taste them? you don't."

i said there's another metaphor for life, don't ya think?

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