Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Ah reader, I want to bake cookies today. The sort of cookies that inflate in the oven like balloons and then fall back down upon themselves as if pricked by a pin. I also want to go running and not stop till I'm panting and my legs hurt and I'm tired. I want to play on my poor, neglected veena till my fingers blister and I finally learn how to make music. I want to tease the dog till he rolls onto his back and kicks out at me petulantly. I want to learn...
"Of shoes and ships and sealing wax, 
and cabbages and kings, 
and why the sea is boiling hot, 
and if pigs have wings." 

Life just now is terribly interesting, reader. In this next week, I plan on doing all those things, and more. 

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