Sometimes, my biggest fear is ending up like Eleanor Rigby.
"All the lonely people. Where do they all belong? Writing the words of the sermon no one will hear."
I said this to a friend in Atlanta once, to which she replied:
"Don't worry. I know at least 3 people that will come to your funeral."
1 comment:
Four.
Why don't you quit your job and move out here? I'm sure Dave can find someone to hire you.
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