Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Listening to an oxygen machine upstairs. He used to sleep with his doors closed. We decided that changed two nights ago. Damn I'm gonna miss the Super Bowl he said yesterday. It's all metaphor. You begin to adore pop culture for the relief it brings in shiny glimmering metaphor.
I think our greatest accomplishment is that we all found each other cuz love redefines time.
It is in evidence. I hear him gently clear his throat. Like he always has and will.
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