Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Thousand: Seven Hundred Fifty

A man in a white coat looking serious, holding a pointer up to a diagram of a stomach. Well, who knows from miracles? You close your eyes and the world turns round again. It’s time. This is what it’s like. Things happen, then other things happen, then the same thing happens again. Time’s cycle. Time’s arrow. You get cold. You get warm. You are getting colder. Colder. Coldest. You’re really cold now. If you don’t turn back. Ah. You are getting warmer. Warmer. Your hand on the doorknob. Are you surprised to find it is warm? Maybe the sun’s been heating up the

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