Friday, October 1, 2010


The phrase haunted us. Surely it could not be merely a casual cliché. Meaning stood behind those words like a spider behind your pillow. And so we followed our hunch to the ends of the earth. Our first step was to find a beginning to our world’s circular geography. A beginning implies an end, but implications were of no help to us. We soldiered on, inch for inch searching for our elusive destination. Yet somewhere between Rome and Omaha, we stopped. The ends of the earth were figures of speech, something painfully obvious to all. Thus, our journey ended. Darn.

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