Monday, July 29, 2013

because it's late and my writer's mind tends to not shut off.

i think that the most beautiful and frightening thing on the planet
is walking the thin line between being a stranger and being known.

i think that stepping forward, initially anonymous and completely
ignorant of the person before you, is what is frightening.

however, i find the unknown that exists within that ignorance the
beautiful part because, while things do tend to falter, there is a mustard seed sized
potential that something might grow.

the end.

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