Today, I took a little walk and I saw a little man with a little bike. I felt like I was in a little town, near a little bakery, and a little stationary shop. I stared for a little while. I think the little man felt someone had their little eyes on little him. The little man gave me a little glare so I turned around and went along my merry little way.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
A True Story
I think I wrote this in 2005 making my way to my back to my home in S. Korea. I have this image in my head like it was yesterday.
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I can see that street and all the others we frequently strolled down for spicy chicken or flowers or videos that we never returned or bread or chocolate or American food and I think I might be ready to go back. Thanks for the memory!
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