And the Tree was happy...But not really!
Doesn't the added appendage to this concluding phrase sum up our childhood?
posted by Ernest Scribbler at 12/12/2004 09:15:00 PM
Sunday, December 12, 2004
About Me
- Name: Ernest Scribbler
"Three in the morning. I realize this second, then this one, then the next: I draw up the balance sheet for each minute. And why all this? Because I was born. It is a special type of sleeplessness that produces the indictment of birth."
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1 Comments:
It does, at least for me, because while I was happy growing up with Ema, was it real happiness? Would the happiness not have been more real, actual had I been raised by both parents?
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