Temporal weirdness continues.

January 7, 2006

Last night, while boxing up the holidays, I pictured our fake tree missing needles, the box yellow and scarred by stripe upon stripe of masking tape. In my mind this decay happens only to objects from the seventies and before. This can’t apply to my things, or to me.  I will never again complain that time, even worktime, is passing too slowly.

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