Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

I just happened to realize the date. It's *September* already. (pause) WWWAAAHHH! It's winter already! Egads, forget the hurricanes, we gotta move to Florida or something.

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