You can’t keep every word. Something gets lost, eventually. Or thrown away. You can only keep so much in the collection of what falls out of your head. Even less room for keeping the words that fall from the heads of others.
Tag: memory
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 3.4.18
So, yesterday. Holy meta, Batman. Dig. So, there I was. Sitting in my old college theater, watching a show I was cast in myself some six or so years ago. Kinda soon to redo a show, I thought at first. But then, as it goes with undergrad, anyone who was even in that show has…
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 1.28.18
The following contains contradictions. As you already know, if you’ve been here before. But humor me, if you will. Don’t think of this here as dichotomy. That implies a growing and unavoidable division. Or at least the way I see the word. Let’s dig it instead as dualities. Halves of a whole. Different, sure. Opposing,…
The Veracious Facade 