'One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever came to sit by it. Passers-by see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on their way..'

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

I always think in a southern accent..

I like to narrate my life, I want to remember it as a story, not just as bits and pieces.
I like writing about it. I like describing people and places, sometimes I'll even sketch the special ones.

Sometimes, though, I feel like I do it because I am afraid I will forget.

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