there is just enough breeze through my window to flutter the free end of a roll of toilet paper sitting on the mantle by the windowsill. i've been celebrating the real arrival of spring with violent sneezing attacks, so the toilet paper's been my buddy all week. anyway, i wanted to write about a hundred things today...about all this stuff God is doing in my life, about the ways i am learning to conquer a few specific worries that have hounded me for years, about how i was crying with high school girls under a low-hung full moon last night as we admitted our addictions to each other. instead, i am going to watch the fluttering paper until the promised thunderstorm rolls in, and to thank God that i am alive.
what a beautiful thing it is to live.
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