Monday, May 3, 2010

1, 2, 3, 4!

I am walking up a hill with some older ladies and David. We're carrying our water. Every once in a while we come across several groups of people: each sharing one long blindfold of a specific color. These groups amble slowly around the field counting out steps and tapping on each others backs "one, two, three, four!" The one person who is blindfolded alone has to tag one of the groups.

I get up on David's back and flap my arms while he bounces his legs. We are pretending to be a giant bird.

I think we are about to "fly" into David Lynch who is standing nearby.

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