This Morning, Will You Not Awake?
Days pass, years vanish, and we walk sightless among miracles.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
IT'S GETTING BETTER ALL THE TIME
The sun keeps rising.
My dog smiles at me constantly.
My Internet connection continues to be repairable.
The horses whinny when they see me.
My truck runs.
It's getting better, bit by bit.
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