Just a little note for Crystal-whose name I keep starting to spell "Christmas" which I hope she takes as a compliment-I was just thinking how proud I am of you and thankful that you're my friend. We may have changed a lot, but thank you for sticking with me and know that I always want to be here for you. Even in your stories of poetry readings at Tim Hortons and attending dances you challenge me to live a little and do crazy things. So thank you and I hope to see you soon. Yeah, I know I could have said that in an email or something but I find this more fun. :)
The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."
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- MRJ
- Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.
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1 comment:
Ah, how sweet!
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