Congratulations to the top ten entries from the Story of Your Life twitter challenge, and thank you to everyone who entered! People are encouraged to vote in the comments section of this post to try to sway Frank's opinion as he determines who will be the final winner and who will receive the top, mystery, prize.
The final prize will be awarded Monday, March 11th.
If I think I am therefore I must be - but how do I know which mind is mine? Uncertainty is a life worth living.
Running away from those who would save me to find something I never lost.
Couldn't choose family, but could choose friends. Now, most of the latter are most of the former.
In spring I sprang at the stars, springing at the farthest; in winter I tiptoe at the nearest, knowing of distance.
I declared I wanted my independence vociferously. Now, I can't get loneliness to depart.
They stole more than just her heart and at times her soul, but ultimately she overcame.
I was well loved as a child. As I grew, I loved many. Too many for our culture's approval, so I stopped loving our culture.
That tall white stucco house, where I grew, was large. Almost unknowable. Visiting years later, the stairs were very narrow.
There's an invisible spectrum of magic between art and science. I'm revealing it gradually, like a lemon juice hidden message.
Died half a lifetime ago. Reincarnated with all my memories intact.Don't know now if I'm really half or twice my age.