Happening To Me
The past is a solid. As I sat with my coffee this morning, I experienced a wrinkle in time. Suddenly, for no apparent reason, one hand embracing the warm cup, the other the cup handle, …
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The past is a solid. As I sat with my coffee this morning, I experienced a wrinkle in time. Suddenly, for no apparent reason, one hand embracing the warm cup, the other the cup handle, …