Friday, May 11, 2007 - one word, so little time [is]

“What is wrong with you?”

“No! Not what IS wrong with me; what WAS wrong with me?! There’s nothing wrong with me anymore!” And with that he took another whirl around the room.

What I had taken for drunken stumbling was actually a joyful if unskilled jig. It was such an unlikely concept that it hadn’t occurred to me that he was merely expressing happiness.

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