Wednesday, February 22, 2017


I was earlier reading a notebook from my "Houseless Daze" of near a decade ago. This I thought was one of the more telling entries.

"My former life is becoming an echo of an echo. Everyday it vanishes a bit more, and is replaced with the present. An eternal present."

"I'm changing."

"Time, and place are not what they were. This is a new world."
"I have just been born."

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