I am intrigued by how words mean when we imply that they do,
how they tend to break up across the rock of accountability
and in the soup kitchen of the unconscious.
Do you know what I mean?
Anything happening here.
...oh, eff! seriously, sometimes it feels like I am sleep walking through episodes for which I know I ought to be present... and good intentions do not bring me any closer to action. SIGH...
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