Monday, March 15, 2010
What can I say? COTO was just in my DNA.
[Pattyboy and Jannie 1958]
That dream. That damn dream. Why did I have that recurring dream? I was just a little tater tot then.
Finding myself not making the choice of the left door and stumbling into that clandestine meeting. The cryptic conversation goes silent, the shock and the multiple hearts beating in bass confusion and the five focusing on me without expression and without motion.
What was the meaning? I guess the inevitable COTO gene was mapping my future. I guess it was just out of my control.
"When the toddler does something and there are consequences for his action, civilization begins." ~ Alicia F. Lieberman