pardon my dust, excuse the mess, we're makin' something new out of all of this. -Chris Rice, from "Pardon My Dust"
pardon my dust, excuse my mess, and help me believe there's gonna be
something beautiful on the other side of this!
have patience with me i'm still sweepin' floors,
so pardon my dust and i'll pardon yours.
Friday, October 30, 2009
RACING MY TEARS
I can tell when I'm starting to wear thin these days when I get all weepy by nighttime. Some days, I can feel the tears threatening to break through and I play a little game with them. I try to get ready for bed and drift off to sleep before the tears trickle out. Most of the time when I play this game, I lose. But once in a while I win. By morning, after a good night's rest, the tears have hidden themselves away again, until the next time I get too tired.
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