Some thoughts will chase you from your childhood to the end of the house and back again. They'll sit there, hanging in the cobwebs, waiting to be thought back to life. Hiding in the walls. The smell of a book. The way the light shines at a certain point in the day.
But there are other thoughts, new thoughts, that can take the place of old thoughts. Think them well and often.
Monday, April 14, 2008
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'The red' is so beautiful, one of my favourites, best wishes.
Thank you Stephanie, I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Thanks for writing this.
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