sometimes
jim really has some gems. this was
from a few months ago.
“do you know
about flow?” he asks.
“you mean
like a river?” i say while making waves with my hand.
“my wish is
for you to feel that in your life,” he said.
i smile. it’s
a heavy but happy smile.
"i
picture a polluted river full of garbage and a huge tree in the middle blocking
everything," i said. "not everyday, but sometimes."
he looks at me with heavy eyes.
today is one
of those days. and i'm doing everything in my power to change it.
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