So.. very.. tired...
Too many boxes.. too many clothes.. too many shoes.. too much being thrown..
Have bubbled wrapped everything in sight. There is no end.
Break over. Must pack more boxes.
"If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater the effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders—what would you tell him to do?"
"I…don’t know. What…could he do? What would you tell him?"
"To shrug."
Too many boxes.. too many clothes.. too many shoes.. too much being thrown..
Have bubbled wrapped everything in sight. There is no end.
Break over. Must pack more boxes.
Posted at 5:48 PM
2 comments:
Hi Wolfe,
I have been a big fan of your work for a long time now.
I have just launched a monthly creative women's e-zine and would like to invite you to write for it. You can talk about anything appealing to a Women audience. I do hope you like the idea!
http://www.girlenroute.com/
I like your writing too. You just don't do it enough :p
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