I sit amid the chaos of my apartment waiting for the allotted time to pass; enough that I have achieved something of the clean up I have assigned myself do so I can escape into the sun and run away to Walden. 340 more words
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There is one aspect of despair that must feature in this analysis, and that is disappointment.
It is the summer of 1963 and, on this particular day, everywhere I go in the world, indoors and outside, is flooded by that wonderfully brilliant light of my dreams. 772 more words
It is 9 am when I turn into the parking lot. Although the sun is up I cannot see it and the hangover from yesterday’s rain still leaves stains on the asphalt. 456 more words