Wednesday, December 21, 2005

On Not Crossing the Street

"I have lost friends, some by death, others through sheer inability to cross the street."
- Virginia Woolf

the holiday season seems to be a time of reflection and the shedding of old skin. The family is transmogrified and changes constantly, yet they are constant. Friendship wane and wither but some when pruned come back stronger than ever with new shoots of growth.


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