life without an eraser


i have often wished i could have lived my life as a pencil with an eraser however life is lived without an eraser and that precludes a redo as we could with the wrong answer to a math problem there is no taking back the words that ripple across the winds of life through the leaves and on into the clouds to forever hang there saying oh yes you did say that with thoughts it is somewhat different but oftentimes thoughts will manifest in actions when least expected now in the last one-quarter of my life if i am lucky i am trying to imagine the eraser missing on the pencil before speaking it helps in thinking about erasers i can remember sometimes rubbing so hard a hole would appear in the place where the answer belonged and that meant starting all over no matter how hard we rub there…

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