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fpbSo, tomorrow I turn 46.
Here is my wish, for anyone dropping by, who has a few extra seconds: you share with me some special memory. This wassartorias' suggestion, which I cannot improve upon: I know how busy people are. It doesn't have to be long. One good thing about having a brain wired for image is that the briefest reference to, say, "The day i saw a triple rainbow" brings immediately to mind the day when I was ten that I saw a triple rainbow. There I am on my bike, riding downhill as fast as I can because the biggest rainbow ends, so clearly, right where Linda C lives, at the bottom of the hill below school, where two streets converge...the light is silvery-gray, and smells of wet pavement and grass, there are three levels of clouds and all of them ragged. How I loved the magic of that day--even if the end of the rainbow kept moving. But somehow it was better to never find the end.
And incidentally: happy birthday tobdunbar and to the lovely purple_mirie!
Here is my wish, for anyone dropping by, who has a few extra seconds: you share with me some special memory. This was
sartorias' suggestion, which I cannot improve upon: I know how busy people are. It doesn't have to be long. One good thing about having a brain wired for image is that the briefest reference to, say, "The day i saw a triple rainbow" brings immediately to mind the day when I was ten that I saw a triple rainbow. There I am on my bike, riding downhill as fast as I can because the biggest rainbow ends, so clearly, right where Linda C lives, at the bottom of the hill below school, where two streets converge...the light is silvery-gray, and smells of wet pavement and grass, there are three levels of clouds and all of them ragged. How I loved the magic of that day--even if the end of the rainbow kept moving. But somehow it was better to never find the end.And incidentally: happy birthday to
bdunbar and to the lovely purple_mirie!
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Date: 2008-07-28 11:46 am (UTC)I can’t believe I didn’t forget, I just… didn’t remember! I am beyond embarrassed! Whatever can I do to make up for being such a forgetful old miss! I can write fic or make icons, just let me know!
Edit: My special memory.
There was this early morning when I woke up after a bitter, cold night. I was camping outdoors and I stepped out of my tent and I saw a white wolf. It was probably the most beautiful creature I'd ever seen up close. We just looked at each other for a few minutes. Then he - I'm guessing? - walked away. When I told my friends later, they were horrified because wolves are supposed to be really dangerous. But I wasn't afraid for one minute and I still believe deep down that I was never in any danger from that animal. We just bonded...