posted by dave on Thursday, April 2, 2009 at 12:00 AM in category ramblings

Every now and then, I get something.

A certain look, or a word, or a touch. It's never much, or almost never much, but it's always something.

People ask me why. All the time, people ask me why.

Because, every now and then, I get something.

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Time to raise your standards!

Or. . . stop portraying these "somethings" as crumbs and savor the feast they provide you with.

Not quite a feast. More like getting to savor the aroma, but being unable to eat.

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