"If I see a paperclip today," I whispered to myself on a particularly crazy day, "then everything will be okay."
I've been seeing at least one paperclip a day since then. No kidding. Some days I see two, or three, or even four. On the sidewalk. Along the driveway. By the ATM. Under my colleague's desk. In the parking lot. On the waiter's necktie. They're following me around. And I love it.
So I started picking them up. Now I want to tell their stories. Our stories.
I'm glad I wrote the story The Yellow Paperclip with Bright Purple Spots. I hope the Award is really a start to a great adventure.
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