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Wednesday, November 21st, 2007 10:07 pmWeeping is an anomaly.
If I am weeping, that means that everything I am thinking about while weeping is likewise suspect.
Even though it seems that the complexity of curtains and the difficulty of mis-sized quilts shouldn't be enough to make me weep. It's hard to sew when my eyes keep tearing up. I've got to get this *** thing sewn so I can make the bed so I can go back to figuring out the *** curtains.
It's suspect. Yet it's all true, in its own way.
If I am weeping, that means that everything I am thinking about while weeping is likewise suspect.
Even though it seems that the complexity of curtains and the difficulty of mis-sized quilts shouldn't be enough to make me weep. It's hard to sew when my eyes keep tearing up. I've got to get this *** thing sewn so I can make the bed so I can go back to figuring out the *** curtains.
It's suspect. Yet it's all true, in its own way.