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I hope you realize how much I actually enjoy putting these strings of words, like Christmas lights, together. The possibilities are endless, really. I remember, over Thanksgiving, talking about music with my unmusical uncle. Him saying, "You…
I can't even think...
We've sent away all our little words, pictures, and ideas to become magically colorful, glossy, and bound.
It's a miracle, really.
This is when we all sort of flop around, waiting for something to happen.
Here we are, crowded together dumbly, jittering with What Happens Next(?!), trembling with What Are We Forgetting(?!), teeming with Did We Spell Everything Right(?!), and completely frigging overcome by Oh God, Is It Over(?!).
This is also when we make jokes about…