Monday, January 23, 2012

in the fleeting seconds between wakefulness and sleep, you remember who you are, and which direction your life should take. but like hansel and gretel, who left a trail of bread crumbs to find their way home, every piece has been gobbled by the wild birds in your dreams and you spend the rest of the day trying to recover that strange, comforting sense of peace.

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