Out of the frame

He:I like photography too.
Me:Oh. Got a pen on you?
He:Got these. Two perfectly sharpened pencils, suddenly I'm in the classroom.
Me: And I've got this. A spent train ticket on which I scribble down blipfoto.com



We are not permitted to choose the frame of our destiny. But what we put into it is ours.
Dag Hammarskjold