“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.” --Sylvia Plath
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Why?
Friday, October 23, 2009, 11 a.m.
A mother attends her 21-year-old son's funeral.
Too appropriately, it's been raining all week.
And all the leaves are letting go.
(R.I.P. Eric)
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