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| "There is always hope" by UK graffiti artist, who goes by Banksy. |
Today has been a day full of words.
Words to myself, in frustration, as I am slowed down by tech problems. #firstworldproblems, I know.
Words with Noemi as we plan an upcoming staff retreat together.
Words fill my mind as I prepare to speak in Bakersfield tomorrow night.
Words in emails are carefully crafted.
Good words.
Hard words.
Words.
Honestly, the last thing I really want to do right now is write. But, according to Mattie, just slipping this image in doesn't count, so I'll keep it brief.
In this image, I read innocence, loss, and longing.
Between the lines, an invitation...a choice.
This image speaks to me.
It captures the essence of this, my favorite of
1 comments:
This is all very deep for a person at 10:57 p.m.
Props to Mattie for not letting you off. You're very poetic, you know. I wish I could be around you more to bask in it. Love the plea. Maybe all my prayers are pleas. And now I need to watch Shawshank again. Perhaps that and Dead Poet's Society this weekend. Thanks for the inspiration, as always.
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