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Fog and Molases
My right eye has been twitching all day. Usually the part that twitches is the bottom lid toward the inside, but this time, it's the top lid toward the outside. I'm not sure why it changed. Top or bottom, inside or outside, the sensation is the same a tiny muscle twitch, almost impossible to notice unless you were looking for it. It almost feels ( Read more... ) -
Trouble with a capital "T," that rhymes with "P," and that stands for p...
There are people out there who believe in love at first sight. They think that at some point, someway, somehow, they will encounter someone and just know. It will explode in their mind in a flood of understanding and insight and certainty, and all will be right in the world. I have never been one of those people. I am a romantic, that much is true ( Read more... ) -
serious?
"Is it serious?" she asked ( Read more... ) -
counter pragmatically
I can see a version of my life near the ocean. In this version of my life I wake up early and instead of an alarm clock I have a dog. Some kind of big and fuzzy monster that jumps up onto my bed, barks a little and looks at me intently until I get up to take him out for a morning walk. The two of us eat breakfast together in a small dinning room ( Read more... ) -
Saltwater
"Let's go look at the ocean ( Read more... ) -
Continue
"Please continue," she says, scratching notes and looking at me over the top of a brown clipboard. "Let's go back to what you were saying about the airport." She's writing with a green and black fountain pen that scrapes the paper as she writes. I can almost feel the scratch of each word on the page like fingers on a blackboard ( Read more... ) -
Exceeding entropy slowly
I can only ever speak in vague terms and generalities these days. Wheels spinning and waves churning that can't be put down in defined terms. A warm night and a missed phone call. The pool hall at two am and driving back I stop at the diner. The tan and brown vinyl booth seats are the same and the short stools that line the counter. I never came ( Read more... ) -
Mirrors
If you relapse it's "get away from me," that's what it's like.
