Sunday, July 5, 2009

Sunshine at the Deli

Experienced sunshine for the first time in nine years. Nobody at the local deli was responding, so had to actually, physically, walk over. Didn't go to the same deli -- I went to a place just a few blocks ahead.

That's the cool and magical thing. If they close one shop down, a new one magically occurs. You can't stop the signal -- the signal for life, and variety. For choices, and changes. People often ask me if I'm Tersa.


"Tersa Terra?" they say.

"Isn't that a brand of potato chips?"

Then they look at me like I've gone crazy, for twenty minutes.

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