This is shocking:
Certainly, some big corporation must be behind it, given the monumentality of the task.
And if you are a regular runner, you would no doubt agree with me that terrorism has no place in mass run:
On a bright note, caught a performance of "Butterfly Lovers" at Esplanade, and an old passion has been re-ignited: got to go look for the violin concerto in my CD rack.
And this is truly great...
Sometimes, it is the small thing in life that makes a big difference.
I reach out
and it aches,
to this familiarity;
these fingers are
not these fingers
- mrdes, 17 Apr 13
Somewhere between an awakened and a sub-conscious life, an image, or a motif filts...you reach out, and you are not you. The poem is more than this, of course, and I can't explain it.