In Heaven, the shopping would be the best. She knew this at a matter of faith. In Heaven there wouldn't be any lines and all of the latest stuff would be readily available. In Heaven you could get a Wii without all of the hassles that you had to put up with here. And there wouldn't be any problem with returns. If you decided after a month or so that you didn't like the stuff you bought in Heaven, they took it right back with no questions or attitude or anything. Also, they would have all the sizes in Heaven, not just the Extra Extra Large sizes that you have to pick through here. Also, you could order anything in any color. That's just one of the things that makes Heaven, Heaven. Heaven is a shopper's paradise.

Stumble It!

She said: "It's the endless things; the stuff, the junk, the crap that makes its way to my door. The things that push the air out of the rooms making it hard to breathe in here. It's the volume of stuff that I don't even know how it got here. I'm drowning in stuff! I don't want anymore things to think about, to dust, to smell, to sit on or to throw out, to replace with different versions of the same old thing, to worry about, or to break. I want only to be free of all this stuff!

Stumble It!

The more he talked, the faster his words were used and gone. Into the silence fell his fears and with his fears went desire. With desire gone, there was no longer hunger and with hunger gone there developed in time a kind of Peace that he never imagined could exist and he smiled and he became still and in a heart beat was gone.

Stumble It!

Ex

Stumble It!

It always comes down to just this: the closing door, the sigh, and then the silence.

Stumble It!