There's beauty in the breakdown... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Free Today Sitting in a leather chair in the middle of the room, she closes her eyes. She uses her feet to begin the spinning cycle until she loses track of where she is. Revolution after revolution, she tries to remember which way is which as she fights the fog overtaking her mind. While most of the time she is completely aware of her surroundings, this little exercise forces her to forget about everything other than her toes grazing the cool, smooth oak floor. She feels free. I love you, Ian. 8:54 PM - 03.10.05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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