Epifannies
I recently had a late night epiphany that we are to either accept things or find them unacceptable. So then why is there always so much gray matter moving oozing expanding hiding and seeking the secret spaces of justifiabliity?
I’ve also realized that when one is an unemployed professional graduate thesis draft dodger, it is possible to consume inordinate amounts of crack cocaine coffee while discussing random blither with crazy strangers and devoting many many many hours to the repeated nonadventures of Jerry Kramer George and Elaine.
