sometimes you forget all of the places you leave little hints where you can be found. and sometimes people stuble across those leads and shout out at you through the years and the miles... and it is in that moment that a swarm of memories come flooding back. memories that bring you a smile and memories that leave you wondering how in the hell you ever made it out of childhood in one piece. it is also interesting to contemplate if the caterpillers of you past have indeed become butterflies in life as you once thought and suspected they might...
and so i have warm thoughts to carry me to sleep on this cool evening. and i hope that all of you do too.
Comments (2)
what a lovely thought. maybe you should be a poet ;)
Posted by tinkerbell | March 13, 2002 12:36 PM
Posted on March 13, 2002 12:36
I figured most of my caterpillers became food for birds....
Posted by nameht | March 15, 2002 10:23 AM
Posted on March 15, 2002 10:23