Dance in the Full Moon

Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Monday, July 18, 2011

7.18

Heavy stuff makes me feel heavy.
I wish I had a hot air balloon, but all I have are anvils.
Today is a sad day for memories.

Luckily, forgiveness is like my helium tank in a room full of balloons. If I remember that I have it, I can float wherever I want.

8 comments:

  1. Robby Van ArsdaleJuly 18, 2011 at 4:24 PM

    I have no idea if the right people read this, but I wrote it anyway. how dorky am I?

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  2. anelles47August 13, 2011 at 8:29 AM

    Interesting.

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  3. Robby Van ArsdaleAugust 13, 2011 at 8:39 AM

    That is an insightful comment.
    And this is a very modern post. Hm. I'm a little surprised I wrote it.

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  4. anelles47August 17, 2011 at 11:53 AM

    Thanks, Encourager. If you really want more of the ridiculousness I call my brain, I'll tell you that I wish to know whether you were giving forgiveness or receiving it.

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  5. Robby Van ArsdaleAugust 17, 2011 at 3:31 PM

    Receiving. It was nice to have, and it might even have worked.

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  6. anelles47August 19, 2011 at 9:52 PM

    Did you know you needed forgiveness, or was it sprung on you like a rock off a wall?

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  7. Robby Van ArsdaleAugust 19, 2011 at 10:52 PM

    It was necessary. I was glad to have it--thus this post.

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  8. anelles47August 24, 2011 at 7:32 PM

    I'm glad. :-)

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