Cassandra’s Tears

Tears of joy, tears of pain, we are reflected in the salt-water pools we create. So let us build a fleet of paper boats and sail them on our ocean of indecision, laughing at the wind-whipped white-crested waves that would wash over us, drowning us in our own despair, yet somehow never vanquishing us in the end.

My Photo
Name:
Location: Lennoxville, Quebec, Canada

Saturday, November 05, 2005

One argument you can’t win: A mini-saga

“Complaining is good for you as long as you’re not complaining to the person you’re complaining about.” - Lisa Alther, Kinflicks, 1975

At the bottom of the sea lies a shipwreck. Hidden within are the worldly possessions and untold stories of lost lives, grave goods of submerged sailors and drowned travelers. The prow bears the evidence of the argument lost, the errant iceberg long ago melted, uncaring and unhurt by the complainant.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home