Thoughts on an empty space
As the world kept him thinking in turns so would the blank, empty, undiluted space in the upper right corner of his unimaginative American blog. It left itself for last - as if it knew it was much too smart for him - as if the search bar that had once been there was an overture to another space in time - as if that corner meant more than it really did.
Comes a time – when you burn t…
Comes a time – when you burn thru everything on the dvr and find yourself watching Fred Claus – that you know it’s time to go back to work.
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