“RIGHT HERE AND NOW, as an old friend used to say, we are in the fluid present, where clear-sightedness never guarantees perfect vision. . . . Right here and now, the hour is just past six A.M., and the sun stands low in the cloudless eastern sky, a fat, confident, yellow-white ball advancing as ever for the first time toward the future and leaving in its wake the steadily accumulating past, which darkens as it recedes, making blind men of us all.” (p. 1)
Stephen King and Peter Straub
Black House
Monday, May 07, 2018
Thursday, February 22, 2018
Sleep tracking
Last night I swam into a dream so real
When I woke I didn’t know where I was
I thought, if you’re there...
You were there
You were there
There’s just no way you didn’t know
How could you not know
All the light blue was you
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