But Before I Go… A Mash Note

God Almighty, I love love love her words. She is so talented, it’s just spooky.

Just one sample.

These days just slip by. Like they’ve got somewhere to go. Like they’re going to be late to whatever function they’re rushing by so casually for. So uniform. So unceasing. Take a breath and think about that for a minute. It just goes… To this place called the past. Some people are so fond of it. Others can’t bear the sight of it. Must be a hell of a place if every day waits so long, single-file forever to get there.

And another thing: Why doesn’t anybody have time, anyway? That’s the only thing guaranteed you’ll have. Ever. And sometimes not even that.

Now go read her. And bookmark her. And have your breath taken away. Again and again.

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