I still feel the past and my experiences buried there as if they were the present. The big long now. Memories are bubble up and seem real in the moment and as if they are happening again and again.
This is a Joyce-an puzzlement: Carol Oates will write a short paragraph that uses two tenses of "penetrate."
Throbbing notes "penetrating." The Jesters who "penetrated" the very air
It's a feat.
There's a couple here, one wearing a Pantera shirt and one wearing a Mudvayne shirt. At least I assume they're a couple.
I like my kids to see me with a book in hand, if at all possible. Instead of scrolling or poking or prodding at a device. So I try to be up before them and be reading on the couch.
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