Churning out the minutiae on my life. Since 2003. Now with added sobriety, and cycling.
Friday, January 07, 2022
I'm not quite sure where forty years went.
But that's what was filling my ears, forty years ago. It still sounds like the future. It still sounds just out of reach - nebulous. Like you can try and define it, but then it evades your grasp.
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