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Do you wish me to come along?
Your soul is at stake.
Every day could pass like this, quite easily.
I was onto something important.
We were happy. Nothing stood in our way.
We could go to the Warwick and have a Perrier, then I could put you in a cab.
It’s always so beautiful and so unexpected.
You have to keep finding it, keep having it find you.
If you make eye contact, it’s like an invitation
Had he been really happy there?
It felt rude to step inches above the face of a dreaming person
I did not know where to look next
I had been sad. I had been numb
History is unkind to those it abandons
Stop and glance over the journey we have just made
He lived entirely in the present
You are about to find out what it takes, how the world is, how it works, and how it changes
It’s hard to leave anywhere at all
Everything is connected. Everything
Then she could do nothing right
Everything about all this was wrong
Maybe I’ll just wait in here
There was always something new to see here
Those emotions are really powerful, though
It became a family joke
The only mistake I made was not quitting
Then, something unexpected happened
That’s not how the brain works
And everything would come together
It’s usually not a problem
He went for a walk every morning
His specialty was exploring how the brain stores events
It’s like … it was all choreographed for me
Let’s think about a vertical light clock moving in a horizontal direction
The universe is a weird and wonderful place
Handsome head oversized in relation to the slack, slight body
I was relaxed and serene and focused
And I watched with a mixture of fear and fascination
I was dreaming about myself
But they relented
I think about this kind of stuff way too much
It never crosses our mind we might not belong there
I’m fine. I’m glad I’m here
I don’t know if I can handle this
Bad dreams
The mistake would be his, always his
Who was she? Who was that woman?
How lucky I was to lie like that
The world performs miracles
He turned his face from her
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