Sunday, May 16, 2010

Old Spencer

I came out of there being more annoyed with the man than I was when I arrived. It was supposed to be a simple farewell that turned into some lengthy lecture on discipline. To be honest I wasn’t paying attention for the majority of the time. I thought about the ducks at the park. Where do they go in the winter? They can’t stay in the lagoon, that’s a death sentence. Maybe someone tells them where to go. Maybe they fly far away. Do they come back? Maybe they are just as lost as I am.

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