By the time the sun came up I was out of film.
Sometimes I'm scared to death that this will end up being a metaphor for you.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Memories and Metaphors
One day, in Los Andes, Chile, I climbed to the top of a big hill in the middle of town to watch the sunrise and burned through a whole roll of film just taking pictures of the sky.
By the time the sun came up I was out of film.
Sometimes I'm scared to death that this will end up being a metaphor for you.
By the time the sun came up I was out of film.
Sometimes I'm scared to death that this will end up being a metaphor for you.
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