Sunday, March 15, 2009

The Sense of Direction

I always pride my self for having such a good sense of directions. In life, generally speaking and geographically, not to count some moments of confusion after coming out from a subway station in an unfamiliar places. I picture my life in a long line of string(s) both end attached to nails on opposite walls. One end is attached to a single nail on the wall, on the other end it is loosely attached to one of many nails on the wall. Along the length of the string(s) hanging are object and markers, pictures and visions, songs and noise that often tighten, often loosen but always adding point of interest along the lines.

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