Steve's been sending me some pictures that he must have scanned.
It's me, so I was there, but I don't remember this anymore than the one with Angelique, the mannequin (as I learned she's called) (see my post of 2 days ago).
Despite writing "everything" down, my past is so opaque to me, beyond a handful of events & moments I remember intensely, although probably inaccurately.
I would feel despondent about it but I'm determined not to. I have a touch of allergies or a cold, so I brought Buster with me to work, & now he's sleeping companionably. I should do a little more work & go to the gym. That's Sunday, 1971 or 1998 or 2005 or maybe even "now."
Despite writing "everything" down, my past is so opaque to me, beyond a handful of events & moments I remember intensely, although probably inaccurately.
I would feel despondent about it but I'm determined not to. I have a touch of allergies or a cold, so I brought Buster with me to work, & now he's sleeping companionably. I should do a little more work & go to the gym. That's Sunday, 1971 or 1998 or 2005 or maybe even "now."