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May 2, 2005

100Mornings-33

Pastels, always pastels these days. Seizing the box, I shake it to free the package. It will not come out. Prying with fingernails doesn't work either. I don't want to tear the outer box. Scissors are nearby on the coffee table, the improper tool for the proper job. A point of the scissors touching the inner box, and it easily slides out, still mummified in its shrink-wrap. I smell them, but they are odorless. A slice of foam padding covers the top. However, I see a shadow of pastel behind the foam. A pastel of what is to come?