Monday, November 24, 2003
Puzzling...
It is one p.m. and still it sits, untouched, in the same place as this morning. Low, dark and round, squatly monolithic, it is evident that a great deal of care has gone into its creation. A solitary spire sticks straight up in the air, an obvious afterthought that nonetheless adds to its importance. Nearby rests a sharp implement, deadly in its intent, ready to inflict extreme damage in the right hands. The hands need not even be skilled should they wish to whittle it away. A few cuts and it would be gone forever.
As my gaze falls upon it once again, two questions roll through my mind: why on earth is a chocolate-frosted cake with a candle in it on the kitchen table at work and why has no one touched it?
Questions to ponder throughout the ages.
As my gaze falls upon it once again, two questions roll through my mind: why on earth is a chocolate-frosted cake with a candle in it on the kitchen table at work and why has no one touched it?
Questions to ponder throughout the ages.
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