Remembered a moment. That moment filled me, filled me to the very brim with itself, with its redolent emotion. I was a pure clear vessel for the wine of my memory. I determined to make straight for the laptop to record this pure beam.
Literally two things happened--a cat moved and I turned my head--and I forgot what it was. Reeling slightly due to the vertiginous effects of blanking of that magnitude, but kind of amused, I did a few more things, then smoked half a joint just to seal the deal.
Hey, who gives a shit? I can write something else.
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Life is too fucking hilarious. I leave you with nothing. Nothing is the greatest and most comical joke I could hope to tell, and I leave it with you, dear reader, so you may laugh at nothing with me. I fucking love you. We are going to die. STRAP IN YOU BEAUTIFUL GODDAMNED BASTARD WE ARE GOING TO
BREAK
ON
through.
--JL
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