Sunday, February 21, 2016

A Clue

I feel as though all my life I have been traveling toward this spot, to wait beside this baby at the vortex of his joy. In the spooky silvery light, everything is a clue. There are clues all around me, but I cannot interpret them. I cannot even distinguish the mystery.
  -- Julie Hayden, 'Walking with Charlie' from The Lists of the Past

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