Wednesday, December 05, 2007
The Door Behind the Door
I'll admit I'm feeling a big nameless, faceless sadness, the agonies of the human condition. But I'm trying to console myself by sinking into my work. Sometimes the door behind the door opens. When it does, I feel so grateful and lucky to find a tranquil place to be.
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