Tuesday, July 26, 2016

July 26: Flicker

Life is best lived in snatches between sameness, stations flaring up out of the subway's dark.

I go to list what I've done today and come up short.  Blamed myself for eating too much goat cheese. Unloaded the dishwasher. Fretted over topics one through twelve.  Lain in indecision.  Hurried.  Hugged.  Tried to clean the counter.

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