The Change of Making
written 29 Oct 2004 over dinner
The world has changed today. Something is drastically different and I’m completely unaware as to what. I first noticed it when I looked out of this grand old picture window that is situated so perfectly between the outside world and my office.
Sure, the landscape is in a state of change, autumn has peaked and now the leaves are quickly taking their name’s action and finding themselves closer to mother dirt, but more than that. It’s as if all of the trees are in a different position, or the undergrowth of this forest has been windswept drastically in a new direction.
Flashbacks are something they warn you about but even Jerry Garcia claimed they don’t exist…
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