this feeling comes over me in waves.
crashing down upon me over and over again.
the build up of what remains, long after the wave has come and gone.
that is enough to keep me hoping.
and somedays...i fill up with that hope, all the way up to the tippy top.
and even rarer still, but when it happens...its brilliant, i bubble over.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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bubble me this, batman...
what are you doing with all that hope?
letting it wash over me, taking it in, and dreaming a little before its pulled out with the tide.
otay. let do this...
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