I've biked the same way from my home to my old high school for almost 8 years. A little over halfway there, there's a small mirror on the ground. It's shattered, and has been for as long as I can remember. It gets flatter and flatter to the pavement as the years go by, but every shard is still intact.
I think it's safe to say that whoever dropped the mirror is finally through their bout of bad luck, and I'm quite happy for this individual.
:)
ReplyDeleteI have two years left on my high school broken mirror. Although it was really really big (like human size) so does that double it?
No, hasn't anyone ever told you that size doesn't matter?
ReplyDeleteyou know my memory sucks. i need you to come back and refeed me everything you've ever told me.
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