Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Where Time Goes

Each blossom still blooms in its field; each child still clutches your hand; each friend still lingers in your heart.

And that, dear Jennifer, is where time goes.

Forever young,
The Universe


goldennib said...

I find I am so self centered that I think I am the center of the universe. Then I realize I really am not that important and I laugh at myself. It's a rude awakening that life is always going on around me.

Jenn said...

But you are.

And so am I.

ling said...

your universe is so eloquent.

mine jabs me in the eye every morning and then laughs when i try on my jeans.

Erratic Scribbler said...

i try very hard to remember that i am both the universe itself and that i am merely a pimple on the ass-end of creation.

sometimes i forget one or the other. sometimes i forget both.

but the forgetting reminds me again.

Jackie said...

Pretty smart, that Universe. And YOU, too.

Grey Shades said...

Profound! :)

Jenn said...

You guys! You think I wrote this?

If you look at the links to your left, you'll see one that says notes from the universe.

That was my Note From the Universe for yesterday. Loved it so much I thought I would share it.

Jackie said...

Well, Jenn, you COULD have written it - you are that good!

Jenn said...

Awwwww cho chweet!