You have to leave the city of your comfort
and go into the wilderness of your intuition.
----Alan Alda
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February 29, 2012
February 15, 2012
2/15/12
Playing some more in the journal with found poetry...
They all started out together.
They were just too good for words
when they started out.
They suddenly changed;
no more nice, quiet, sedate.
They ran, they laughed,
they screamed, they hollered.
It was something awful,
and wonderful.
