Saturday, October 15, 2011

The Solace Of Fortitude.

Sometimes, in the midst of a crisis, there is a place of quiet fortitude.
My place of quiet fortitude lies within a storage box where each compartment has an infinite number of nested infinities, and it is my burden to explore each one.

It may take me quite some quiet time, but I have my fortitude.
And my Ardbeg.

3 Comments:

Blogger Dick Small said...

It's like my sister Gladys always said: "If you've got your alcohol, you've got everything".

3:39 PM  
Blogger Mimi Lenox said...

Ah yes. The quiet fortitude. It's amazing. Peace to you.

9:12 PM  
Blogger Sans Pantaloons said...

Dick, it does bring me serenity.

Mimi, thank you. Let peace reign!

6:47 PM  

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