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But she really didn’t know what it was.
It was like having the earth suddenly open up.
Those who go looking are on a fool’s errand.
There is a muscular tightness in his back and neck.
He is no stranger to self-pity.
Run and get a policeman, I’ll stay here and make sure he doesn’t get away.
I don’t care about all that now.
It just didn’t add up.
He knew how the world worked.
The next thing that happened was that he forgot the last thing that happened.
How could he wake from a waking dream?
There was no one there.
He had always had a strong connection with nature.
An empty threat is always a sign of weakness.
Are you threatening me?
What keeps them awake at night?
He strode forward, as if trampling his doubts underfoot.
We’re going to make this thing happen.
I’m ready either way.
We will have dreams but will they come true?
Time can’t unhappen but it can be unlost. Can it?
In the small space they occupy their own time is real.
The constant anxiety of being human.
It looked like a house in a story.
Unpathed waters. Undreamed shores.
They talked about life as flow. About nothingness. About illusion.
He’s run away and he’s on his own. That’s why he lives in the airport.
What is memory anyway but a painful dispute with the past?
They could sit in silence.
Don’t you trouble your head about it.
You don’t find anything wrong with that?
I guess I can see your side of it.
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