I am haunted by the nagging fear that I have mailboxes, tucked into a dark corner of an office somewhere, and perhaps even full of checks and important documents, that I don’t know exist.
rebel with rather too many causes
I am haunted by the nagging fear that I have mailboxes, tucked into a dark corner of an office somewhere, and perhaps even full of checks and important documents, that I don’t know exist.
Is it because you have mailboxes tucked into a dark corner of an office somewhere and perhaps even full of checks and important documents that you do not know exist that you came to me?
I didn’t know that I had a mailbox in the English department (my undergrad major) at CMU until after I’d dropped out.
Hi Maco,
Why not let it go away and be a new you? You see Mako, after winter, the tree has new leaves, new year, new air, new sun, new life…
We can be like the tree, if we don’t cling to our old “leaves”…
Pour out the cold coffee, if you need hot one
in your cup…
And let go the old you, then only a reborn
is possible…