I have heard from many a soul that there is a particular book that changed their life. Or they had not realized who they were *until* they read such and such. I had never really thought of it before so I closed my eyes and daydreamed about all the books I have read in my lifetime. Surely something will be illuminated in my mind's eye and now with hindsight I can say that, yes, that is the book that changed me.
I've got nothing. I have enjoyed a great deal of books. I have favorites I have read countless times. I've read books that really make me think, laugh, cry, worry, or rage. But none of them can really count as 'life changing'. I feel kind of jealous. I want that book epiphany too. Not for any particular reason. I also want 2 persian kittens to play with, a barn full of mexican chocolate bars, a big cup of diet coke with lime, and some popcorn with flaxseed oil and nutritional yeast on it. (better not to ask).
Oh, and Mistress Urban? I've changed my bracelet 3 times so far. Wait, make that 4. I just thought about your music choices again... ;)
Friday, August 31, 2007
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