I like this. A child's expectations--the natural anticipation of order?--versus the reality. What happens when we don't understand the goals of others. Very well done. Writing in Faith
In June 2006 I carried a matchbox in my pocket for one week.Into it I collected careless sentences and trapped thoughts liable to escape.
This is a continuation of that matchbox - a virtual place to mount all the little thoughts we lose - the ideas, the promises, the doodles.The things that break apart and the insistent pieces that wedge under our skin.
And here is the thought that suggested the eventual title for this blog.
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15 remarks:
very nice... i can actually remember doing just that.....
I can remember doing that too...
My first time to your blog and very pleased. Enjoyed your take.
Brought a smile to my face.
Delightful!
How familiar!
I can still fell myself squinting...
I don't leave comments often but I must tell you of what sheer delight your blog is to me.
i don't remember doing that... but then again, i never needed to visit an optician...
Clever and very visual!
Your haiku made me chuckle at the thought of a child trying to make sense of a vision test.
this made me smile
I like this. A child's expectations--the natural anticipation of order?--versus the reality. What happens when we don't understand the goals of others. Very well done.
Writing in Faith
loved all three
john
very nice! a lighthearted take...
ohhh, that was so very very good!!!
sounds like me a week ago! :)
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