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Curiouser and curiouser.

I can go outside, walk up the street and back down again, and have more of a story and adventure to tell than one who’s traveled the whole wide world. Curiosity and creativity, companions.


Taught my little friend the importance of the word “yet” recently.

The Right One

She asks, “Are you married?”

“No,” I say.

“Does anyone want to marry you?” she continues.

“Several have, but I didn’t want to marry them,” I reply.

“Why not?” she questions.

I tell her a story that I heard in a film recently. If you’re a lion and you wait and wait and wait for another lion to come along, but only a giraffe, a nice giraffe, comes along instead, do you take up with the giraffe, or do you keep waiting for that lion?

Even grade schoolers get it, you wait. Does that make me more noble? No. More true than those I’ve seen settle? Maybe. More passionate? Definitely. After completing her inspired drawing above, she says, “If you get married, I can’t have you all to myself.” Melt.

Note the “Dedorah.” Must add something: “Ded … or … ah … live!”


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