I've never lost my wallet ever ever ever before. Until today. If anyone
sees a slightly depressed looking wallet lying in the grass with bits of
her orange shell peeling off revealing cheap plastic interior - Please
offer her a tissue. Ask her some questions: How's her day been? How's
the weather? Fine? What's her favourite colour? How does money smell and
whether or not she gets bored seeing the inside of a dirty pocket all day
long. But most of
all, ask her this: If she had wings, or really, any manner of
appendages for travel and freedom - would she still return to me?
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your post made me think of this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CVV7kxQdolY
I watched that! It was so touching and the art was gorgeous!
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