Bombarded by a steady stream of data, demands, and decisions, she felt fragmented—uncertain of herself and even less certain of her place in the current universe. She wished that a pause button would induce a state of suspended animation, creating a conceptual place outside the fabric of space-time where she could recompose herself. In that space she would collect and consider pieces of herself. She would sift, sort, synthesize, reshape, and revise her thoughts, her life, and herself there.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Smiles
A genuine smile is merely a symbol for, or token of something bigger, wider, broader, and deeper--analogous to earnest money on emotions.
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