Nothing is as it appears….then again….everything is as it appears at that moment…never to be duplicated again. The reasons become obvious when contemplated, but elude the pursuer. The morning light shone on the tavern floor and left the night’s many moves elusive.
The good time, the good work, and the good heart dissipate into the steps needed to live on another day. We remember faintly and will soon forget as our needs engulf us and the time clock marches on.
Perhaps memory is not useful or even practical. There is much to do in this moment much less the last. Keep moving…..
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