Sunday, May 24, 2009

bright

And I replied,

"It's like the morning, when I wake up. My blinds closed, my lights on, me reading a book. And I read, and I get used to where I am. I get used to the lighting, I get used to the artifice. But then I peek out my blinds, just to see outside, just for a second, and I see...

brightness.

And it always surprises me; I never can imagine that it can get, just that bright."

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