what comes to me when i think of 24 oceans meeting 24 skies, is a huge hourglass joining the 2 blues. and the horizon, the narrow breath of space through which the sand trickles and day becomes night. all, in 24 hours.

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i often imagine myself twirling around in a dress. sometimes i'm wearing a long elegant black gown and i'm spinning slowly in the spotlight. other times i'm wearing a pretty sundress and turning amidst a field of wild flowers. maybe it's a girl thing, or maybe it's just me.

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there was this little girl on saturday who held a pink balloon, squeezed between the sofa and table, and sat by her little self against the wall. this, while all the other grown ups went around doing their own thing. and when we asked her why she was sitting by herself, she said she had no one to play with. sigh, if i were a fairy i'd use my wand and give her a million chocolate cupcakes with blueberry toppings.