You haven't written to your past self in what seems like ages. Please try and write tomorrow, just to let yourself know you're doing alright.
Sincerely,
Abra of October 21st
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You haven't written to your past self in what seems like ages. Please try and write tomorrow, just to let yourself know you're doing alright.
Sincerely,
Abra of October 21st
It's nice to see that you care.
I got into an argument in my head while on the drive to my brother's house, mostly about literal metaphor. Anyway.
Headlights: red shifts, white shifts,
coldly scintillating on the horizon,
slopes and hills revealing,
"They're only cold because of the space inbetween."
White line and white light,
concordian boundary containing this starflow,
in a universe where two is more probable than one.
Vast, strange complexity beyond, but incompatible (?)
Infinite (?)
--That's what the children dream, at any rate.
They'll dream until they learn to drive,
and keep their eyes on the road.
Hooray for infinite time loops!!Quote:
Originally Posted by Abra