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Thursday, September 23, 2010 8:50 PM

A Grandmother's Story:

When I was at Bridging Minds, I had a mild epiphany. Pika carries this huge tote filled with things around- it weights a tonne. We were in her room (or someone else's room, i forget) and i picked up this set of markers, felt tip pens in every colour in a transparent case that came from her bag.

"Why the hell do you carry this around, Pika?! No wonder your bag's so heavy!"

"... makes me happy - :)"

and then my world spun on its axis a little and I thought Hell Yeah, it makes her happy, why not?

Absolutely. It makes me happy. It makes you happy. It needs no other explanation.

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