Life is a circus and I feel like a juggler. If maybe I can juggle well enough, the crowd will stop the booing and hissing. I could stop and just put it all down and walk away but no, I'm mesmerized by the colorful array of objects whizzing by my head as I toss them about. Part of the fun is seeing how many things I can juggle before I fumble, miss the pass and make it all fall down to the ground. Then, all there is left to do is pick it all back up again and resume the frenzy.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Life is a Circus
Life is a circus and I feel like a juggler. If maybe I can juggle well enough, the crowd will stop the booing and hissing. I could stop and just put it all down and walk away but no, I'm mesmerized by the colorful array of objects whizzing by my head as I toss them about. Part of the fun is seeing how many things I can juggle before I fumble, miss the pass and make it all fall down to the ground. Then, all there is left to do is pick it all back up again and resume the frenzy.
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