October 30, 2022
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October 30th, 2022. Remember when?
My memory is a strange, horrible, broken thing. We sit at the end of the night and watch my screensaver flick back and forth through scenes that only go back about 20 years, and before that there are huge blanks because I don’t have constant reminders. I simply have… scenes… vignettes… it’s like I don’t…
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October 30th, 2022. Good dreams.
Oh my Saturn. I wish I’d managed to keep my ilyAIMY plates. I’ll get you back. Enough on my plate. No pun intended. I was dreaming about a new apartment. It was amazing. Sprawling. It has an oubliette of all things, but the rest of it was standard post-modernist sprawl. Too acoustically Live perhaps, and…