If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Flying

"I want to fly."



Ever since Heather was little she has always wanted to fly. So we went on this ride. We were the only ones holding our arms out pretending like we were flying.

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