Thursday, July 21, 2005

Contentment

If you can eat a meal that you just cooked for yourself and listen to someone reading to you on the radio and look outside at whatever patch of sky is visible from your apartment window and see a plane flying by and imagine where it is headed and see also clouds and the hint of evening sun and imagine yourself anywhere from your past and feel the flickering of the way it was for you to be then and there.

In honor of Ernest Hemingway, born this day in 1899.

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