Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

2.6

My head feels huge, space-wise, but not like that. It's my awareness that fills the whole room. My head feels like it's expansive and I'm a toothpick falling through it. I'm accidentally there, left, as if by some higher power in a rush to make an appointment.

2 comments:

  1. I think there are a couple of editing mistakes in this one.

    Anyway, it reminds me of Paulo Coelho's *The Valkyries* (though I think you would hate that comparison if you knew the book).

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