Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Inconceivable
Last night I was getting up off the floor -- I didn't fall. I was brushing and acting as a pillow for Claren. As I was getting up, my feet were sliding and I was using my arms and breathing heavily. And it occurred to me that I cannot even contemplate how my nephew or niece or sister or anyone can get off the floor so easily. How can that be easy for anyone?
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