Andare, Partire, Tornare ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The seeking and the finding of the holy object And it came to pass that Genibee was straightening up the kitchen, searching with little hope for the missing mailbox key. For she had a package scheduled to arrive, and her husband was expecting a check, and they were full wroth at the fact that the key was missing. And there was much unopened mail on the kitchen table, for her roommate was short of money and thus not opening her bills so as not to weep in fulsome grief. Yet when this mail was shifted, no key was to be found beneath it. And it came to pass that Genibee knelt by the large green chest of drawers to see if the key had fallen under it or been batted there by one of the cats. And there were more papers sitting on an upturned case of dog food and a twelve pack of Diet Mountain Dew. And Genibee searched amongst the papers. And lo, before her amazed eyes, she thusly saw the red three ring binder that had been missing for these many weeks. And it was tipped on its side, half-stuffed full of her roommate's mail, yet still recognizable as the long-sought folder of thesis work. And there was much rejoicing. 9:59 p.m. - 2004-01-29 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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