Why do the wires run up? Are they sending messages to the sky?
Always the wires have stayed in line, marching along roads like proper wires ought. Humming and buzzing, passing trees, crossing rivers, streams, highways and alleyways.
Wires going everywhere. See, there they are, deep in the woods and lofty on metal towers . All thrumming, full of messages and dreams.
But these wires are wrong, I cry. I cannot tell if they run up to mingle with the clouds or race down sending our voices to be lost under the earth.
I don’t like that.
I want my wires right again. I cannot live without wires. They connect me, correct me, protect me from isolation. They tie me to my world.
How strange. Until the wires turned upend, I barely noticed them.
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Marilyn, is today a special day for you? A little birdie sang a birthday song ❤ Is that correct?
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Yes indeed. It is my birthday today.
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Why didn’t you let me know?????? HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Did you do anything special?
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Lots of calls and cards, but it’s Monday and everything is closed. So we are going out to dinner tomorrow night when the restaurant is open. You cannot get a haircut or a decent meal in Massachusetts on Mondays. I did mention my birthday in the post about the award (I said my birthday was the following day, namely today) and in the Blizzard post. I feel a little silly just posting announcements about my birthday. That seems a bit tacky.
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I hate so much that I missed it…I LOVE birthdays 🙂 I could of at least sent you a card. Anyway… I am sending you the Reality Blog Award. It won’t be up until sometime tomorrow @ Awakenings. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
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Aren’t you are just the bountiful blogger! Thank you. Again!!! Birthday’s aren’t as big a deal as they were a few years ago, though I’m glad I’m still here to complain about it. Thank you sweetie.
On Mon, Mar 11, 2013 at 11:40 PM, SERENDIPITY
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