"I’d sit cross-legged in the box, filtering the sand over and over again through an old spaghetti strainer, getting rid of the sticks and leaves that had fallen, until it was almost as fine as right after he poured the sand from the bag. That was perfect sand."
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
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It's useless to worry about things you can't control. And where you have a choice, always side with optimism and kindness.