Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Universe in a Grain of Sand

When I was courting my wife,
I would ask, "Do you know how much I love you?"
She would reply, "Tell me."
I would answer, "This much," raising my hand and holding my forefinger and thumb very closely.
She would ask, "Is that all?"
I would answer, "It's highly compressed."
She would smile.

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