Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Rabbit run. Rabbit stop.

Taking a step back and observing things as they happen. Jumpy cousin, woozy aunt, crazy Dani, helpless mother, restless rabbits, pati peripatetic, wishy washy sistahs, loads of money, Kaka's antipathy, some Spanish. Go fish.

Activity beckons.

Floydian philosophy: (with my distortion.):


Run, rabbit, run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down, its time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
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