Thursday, May 28, 2009

I love my Grandmother.

The Sun is ninety-three million miles away. That's a lot further than you can drive, even in a very fast car. Not that you would want to go there anyway. It is terribly hot. But from this distance, it is just about the right intensity - most of the time. Sometimes, when we think we need more of something, we end up getting a bit too much of it. Sometimes, too, when we decide that we have had enough of a situation or even a relationship, what we mean is that we really need to stand a bit further back from it. Watch where you draw your lines this weekend.

Only a few weeks to go now.

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