
I will fight the good fight, I will run and finish the race, I will keep the faith and see God face to face.
title: you can't exist in this world without leaving a piece of yourself behind. there are concrete paths, like credit card receipts and appointment calendars and promises you've made to others. there are mircoscopic clues, like fingerprints, that stay visible unless you know how to look for them. but even in the absence of any of this, there's scent. we live in a cloud that moves with us as we check e-mails and jog and carpool. the whole time, we shed skin cells - forty thousand per minute - that rise on currents up our legs and under our chins.
yahoo! i finally changed my skin. :D and my tagboard is easier to tagg! |
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