Friday, December 12

The Perils of Memory


Vague, unfocused sitting, interrupted by a telephone call. Grrrrrrr. Every now and then there would be a few moments on the balance point (aah, so nice!), but then it would teeter and fall, dispersing into shoals of adolescence. The perils of memory. "The eternal sunshine of the spotless mind," he wrote, with fingers heavy with irony.

Time enough to begin again.

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