Strings
On my drive in to work this morning, as I was falling into a peaceful slumber, interrupted only by the occasional car horn in the morning rush hour or Sports Radio Team 1200, and I played with the thin red strings tied around my right wrist, I wondered.About strings.
Heartstrings.
About how they are always unseen but always heartfelt.
About how they govern our lives and everything in it.
About how they have a mind of their own.
And about how they attach us to people we least expect to get attached to.
I fell asleep.
Still wondering.
posted by S @ 5:39 PM
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