What Now?
I am writing this now because “they” at some point (about maybe a week ago) told me that I had completed all the official work that had been laid out…
I am writing this now because “they” at some point (about maybe a week ago) told me that I had completed all the official work that had been laid out…
Sometimes a pang in the heart as if I’ll never fix things, that all around escapes my fingers and I cannot grasp a single thing. That I have been living…
I don’t remember if there was an exclamation after that little phrase there, above, in the title. Or supposed to be. That’s basically the first thing you write in code…
how does one live that way: the way he died?