the moose stares at me from the top of the fireplace. demanding. eyes gaping. antlers huge and expecting. he is always there. he has taunted me this whole year and we are back here again. but i zoom out, there is a bigger picture. the fireplace he is on, the living room that the fireplace sits. the cabin it all settles in. the vacation properties they lot on. the town in the state. the state in the country. the country in the world. if i let the moose become everything, he will. if i don't, there is a whole world out there in the middle of the heavens that i know means everything and more.
i know, you don't get it, but it makes sense to me.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
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