Tuesday, May 12, 2015

In His California the Time is Now

The day is no longer a single unit.

It's been exploded into a billion slivers of seconds, each exactly the same as the one before and the one after.

The tough conversation that needs to be had about the future is had over and over and over again - a hundred new suns rising on a hundred new day...

 Except when we talk about New York.

Suddenly everything is crystal clear and he remembers how sweet my Now is these days.

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