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Monday, January 3, 2011

Some Days

Some days,

I want to be seen.

I write, I proclaim, I stand up and speak so I can be noticed.

Like a peacock strutting his stuff,  I want to be ...remarkable...

stirring up the waters of the world as I rush through them.

But some days,

I want to curl up like a walnut in its shell

as the world goes by,

unseen, unnoticed, and have nothing demanded or sought. Simply to be...unremarkable...

allowing life to pull me along with its unrelenting tide.

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