Friday, March 31, 2006

 

74/365 Mary

Friend with wrinkled brow, searching questions, pile of books – and another, and another. What is the meaning of life? No, really, what is it? Earnest, seeking, I thought she was getting nowhere. Maybe she’s going the long way around, but what riches she picks up along the way.

Comments:
And it is those kinds of riches that really matter, isn't it?
 
sounds like maybe she's taking the scenic route ... that's where all the really good stuff is, anyway
 
Has she figured out the meaning of life yet? If so, please share it!
 
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