Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Wind Chime

I was at yoga tonight and I noticed that the girl sitting next to me had a tattoo on her forearm. It read, "Even the wind chime must fulfill its purpose."

She saw me reading it and smiled.

"My grandmother used to say that," she said.

I reread it. I then closed my eyes and tried to memorize each letter, each curve, and each slant of the tattoo. I should have said something back to the girl; it would have been the polite thing to do. But instead I just kept my closed until the class started.

I'll never forget her.

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