Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Doors and Windows

There is a fly on my ceiling. He is a larger size fly. He spent yesterday frantically buzzing about by my kitchen window, trying to get outside. But to no avail.

And now he is on the ceiling. Staying quietly in the same place. He's been there since I put the kids to bed, and when I put them to bed again, and when I put them to bed again. He must be tired. And perhaps resigned.

Poor fly. You must be careful of what doors you fly through.

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