Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Flawless?

My grandfather was an egg farmer. I used to candle eggs at his farm. You know what that is? You hold an egg up to a light, and look for
imperfections.

The first time I did it, he told me to put the ones that were cracked or flawed in a bucket - for the bakery.

He came back an hour later and there were three hundred eggs in the bakery bucket. He asked me what the hell I was doing.

I found a flaw in every single one.Thin places in the shell, minuscule cracks.

Look closely enough and you’ll find everything has a weak spot...where it can break.

I’ve found yours...

- Fracture - The movie

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