Lost and Found in 1997

4 08 2011

spice-girlsI find that I’ve hit a point in my life when I can walk up to the sawed tree trunk of my own life and count the rings by events and transitions. I can place a finger on songs, news, deaths, births, and remember how my eyes focused on things, what my interests were, who I was. I can remember myself as found. I was flowing like the blood of Princess Diana.

go time








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