Thursday, June 16, 2011

Some Days

Some days your day starts out with your train breaking down. You analyze the series of events, which is your life, that have led you to stand on a crowed platform way below the maze of city streets watching as 4 trains go by before you can get on one.
But then you (finally) make it to your place of employment and find a lovely and unexpected peach rose waiting for you on your desk. It is at that moment that you know that the day is going to be ok after all.

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