The limits of my language mean the limits of my world--wittgenstein
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
The Best Time of Day
The best time of day was five minutes ago. That's when you get to lay in bed in the finally quiet half-light, with two wet heads resting on each shoulder, two exhausted little bodies cradled in each arm, and say to yourself: I am so lucky.... I am so lucky.... I am so lucky.....