As we watched the sun rise, the beach was calm and quiet.
"Do you believe in The One?" He asked.
I pondered the question for a moment.
"Yes," I answered naively yet confidently, " I do."
"I don't. Well, not in the conventional sense." He smiled.
"I think there's One for every phase of a person's life."
I looked at him and wondered how very cynical and jaded he must be to believe something like that.
Now, looking back.... I wonder again.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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