Thursday, January 14, 2010

How the pieces fall

Too bad when things get tough, you just can't stand on top 0f the highest mountain and drop yourself over the edge to totally rearrange the pieces of your life. It's always the same puzzle~ it always fits right back in the same hole, no matter how many times you spin it around. You accept it how it is, or just become so familiar with the shape it takes that it all seems normal. Does it feel normal because is it what you have become to know, right or wrong? Is it normal because you make yourself believe that it is? What is normal?

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