“What is it in us that lives in the past and longs for the future, or lives in the future and longs for the past? And what does it matter when light enters the room where a child sleeps and the waking mother, opening her eyes, wishes more than anything to be unwakened by what she cannot name?”—Mark Strand, from “No Words Can Describe It”
- child: daddy what did you do when you were young?
- husband: oh I traveled the world with my three best friends and performed in front of thousands of screaming girls and made millions of dollars and even performed at the white house!
- child: oh that's really cool! And what about you mommy?
- me: i blogged about it.