Gliff

A good tale offers an interesting ride.  It starts off with an invitation, a promise of something delightful.  It moves into a good looking car, with little luxuries, little delights.  And then when you are moving along at pace there is a screech to the left and a jerk to the right and jump jump jump.  This is how it goes, and boy does it go, then that is the end.

When I arrive I often feel the joy of the new.  It is a little foolish, perhaps, as what happens isuch like yesterday or the day before.  We will do the things we do and not make a great difference.  But we willake a small difference, a small difference that will be felt here, right next to each other.  We will encourage, and make each other smile, and listen and understand, at least as best as we can.  And this will be us together.

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