Do you ever have an uncomfortable feeling like you're supposed to be somewhere doing something?
And does it ever occur to you that that somewhere might not even be on earth? I feel like I got sidetracked sometime before I was born. So far I've taken 24 years to smell the roses. What the heck, I'm enjoying it.
(My deeper suspicion is that I'm really just missing a class. Sheesh, going to see Bald Soprano and then reading the bit about the wood between the worlds in The Magician's Nephew should not be done in the same week on low sleep.)
(The Bald Soprano was darn funny.)
Posted by tuggy at 04.20.04 17:53you know, I was just going to tell you that Camille wanted to be the guinea pig from the wood between the worlds, but then I remembered that you were there when we talked about it.
Posted by: linneabob at 05.03.04 18:25Greetings
Posted by: Andy at 11.05.04 10:39