Tuesday, April 27, 2010

It's like an escape, into a finely crafted, perfectly scripted world. They prance around looking so carefree and happy, yet somehow every step is in the right place, every move sycronized, every smile, wink, frown, lilt so perfect you know they must have practiced for hours yet looking so new and fresh. Maybe that's what I need from time to time, an escape into a perfect place where everything happens according to plan. Where nothing can change, because I've seen the same perfectly crafted swizzle hundreds of times.

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