Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Unfinished Autobiography

Wouldn't it be grand to know where life will take you next? So you can write your autobiography, on every gleeful, tearful, indulgent or regretful moment?

Actually it wouldn't be. It would eliminate excitement- the drive that keeps my motor running. So tomorrow might bring a smile or a heartbreak, it might bear good news or bring ill news- whichever way the pendulum of the future may swing, it will serve to add pages to my unfinished autobiography.

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