The imagination is so delicate that sometimes even words wound it

Monday, July 27, 2009

Q of the day

If all the world's a stage, and we're merely players, how does your next scene begin?

2 inspired and motivated:

IcE MaiDeN said...

exactly how "Notting Hill" begins. I m walking down a street, hiding behind dark glares, and someone really really cute drops orange juice on me, n then offers to help me clean up... n ends up falling in luv wid me. :)

*i hav no idea why tht came in my mind ryt now.. :P*

Anonymous said...

I dock my boat into the marina, and step on to the jetty on to dry land... Shades on, the sun is shining with a slight cool breeze...

I'm locked and loaded - ready to go!

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