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Maybe. Once or twice a year there's a spark of an idea and maybe.

Then the loudest voice in your head has its say and life backs it up with its own particular way of making sure any light in a tunnel is an oncoming train. All before it turns out the wish for quiet was done, unbeknownst, within the vicinity of a monkey's paw.

But still, maybe.


2 Comments:

NZ Neal said...
5:26 am

Maybe = Hope

All the best SJNR

NZ Neal said...
7:19 am

Still thinking of you SJNR...