Tuesday, November 16, 2010
I've often wondered about who the strangers we meet really are. This manwas on the ferry to the island and was helping the person across from him roll
string into a ball to get ready to knit or use for something. I found it
interesting. Odd. Out of the ordinary. Just a stranger.
Quote Of The Day:"Not until you become a stranger to yourself willyou be able to make acquaintance with the friend."~ Mark Twain
50 Word Story:
Stranger's Society
He sat a few seats away, nothing unusual, nothing out of the ordinary. He
looked like a man you would bump into on the street or say hello to in a cafe.
She wanted to know who he was. But she couldn't, for society marked him as a
complete stranger.
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