Wednesday, March 30, 2011

"Happiness, it hurt like a train on a track"

Nostalgic memories washed over her little heart as she recalled conversations with ancianos of looking for signs before taking the plunge, before making decisions. Hints and clues of loveliness and helpfulness. "He cleans up, you know?" she says of him, smile plastered on her face. "All three times he came for dinner, he helped...he always does." Twinkle twinkle go her eyes as she finishes washing the dishes.
More memories flood over her, words coming slowly as she recalls moments and once upon those times. Memories such as of knocking on doors, together and alone, on their journey back...Lion sends them further and further away... "Not obvious at all," they agreed with humor. Such "happy days" she recalls.

"...leave all your love and your loving behind you,
Can't carry it with you if you want to survive..."

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