Monday, April 18, 2011
common experience.
Once upon a time, there was a girl. This girl, though we might find her strange, looked exactly as she should have in her world. She lived in a dark place, with a single spotlight, but somedays it was so dim she couldn’t see it, no matter how hard she tried. This lack of vitamin D caused her ankles to be bony, her skin to be corpse-gray, and her kneecaps never to have blood in them. As she got older, as happened with many of her peers, she began to grow. However (& this is what we might find strange), her bones were the only things that grew. Not the cartilage on the bones, not the skin surrounding it, not the muscles that helped her move. The tendons were able to stretch for a short while, but even that gave out eventually. Her nose disappeared. Her toes made scraping noises on the floor when she walked. It was painful, yes, but so are our lives here. See? It is a simple difference in methods, but when the rubber hits the road we’re just the same.
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