Recently, I found a letter from my late father typewritten on an Indian aerogramme with little pictures of planes going in opposite directions printed on it. Things in the universe peacefully move from one state to another. Departing and arriving. And in so recognizing, nothing can really ever be lost.
Monday, April 20, 2009
We come and go
Recently, I found a letter from my late father typewritten on an Indian aerogramme with little pictures of planes going in opposite directions printed on it. Things in the universe peacefully move from one state to another. Departing and arriving. And in so recognizing, nothing can really ever be lost.
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