Bernie Michalik's posterous site

We are all carrying many things. Some time there are things visible. All
times there are things invisible. We carry purses and bags, hats and
umbrellas, knapsacks and briefcases. We carry coffees and water bottles,
brownbags and doggie bags. We carry newspapers and cell phones and
computers and tickets and credit cards and dollar bills and car keys and
house keys and lipsticks and chewing gum and badges and sunglasses and
loose change and tokens and scraps of paper.

We carry invisible things too. We carry ourselves, our internal makeup. We
carry our pasts, our memories, our fears and our hopes. We carry secrets --
bad of course -- but also good, for not everything invisible is hidden in
shame. Some things are put aside for a better time. We carry broken hearts,
broken dreams, burning desires.

All the people you see are carrying a multitude of things, though they may
appear unburdened. Rare is the person who carries nothing. We all came from
somewhere, some time ago, and we are all travelling to somewhere else at
some other time. In between those two places we carry things visible and
invisible.
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