Tangents

When there are no tangential people surrounding me, I lose my grip on the strange and random. Those conversations are close to my heart. I miss the artists and dreamers and odd little occurences sometimes.

We would take in the peculiar and wonderful moments/words/phrases, spin them around in our minds, and throw them back out in the world as part of a fast-paced dance of story-telling and fanciful wishes.

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  1. oh, sigh. i know. that’s why i love to spend time with pilgrim friends, because they help me, they encourage me, out of curmudgeonly.

    love from leila