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[jchrisobrien]

I'm in the process of moving a computer from one desk to another, when I discover a rock on the person's desk. It is smooth, slightly pinkish-grey, and fits the size of my hand (which makes it a pretty big rock). The owner had left the company months ago, and never bothered to clean out her desk. She even left a pair of sneakers under her desk.

I held the rock. Heavy and solid. Something about it made me feel calm and centered. The rock now sits on my desk next to my speakers.

The sneakers are still under her desk.

Comments

[marveloustoy.livejournal.com]

hehehe That is a huge rock, O long fingered one.
Good choice rock vs. sneakers.

[soulstorage.livejournal.com]

It is really cool when you find a piece of someones history. I loved seeing set up rooms in museums like the Smithsonian when I was younger. I would visualize the people sitting in the cahirs and the kids playing. There is a whole world of this girl and her environment and past all connected to those sneakers and that rock...