We're where we are because of where we've been. Even the road not taken branched off from one that was taken. Everything gets connected somehow. We live on a Möbius strip.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
A Day at the...Where?
I've now lived long enough to be able to report on the demise of the Times Square I've always known.
I wonder if this what someone had in mind, or, like many things, it is an unintended consequence.
Born during the Truman administration. Old enough to know better; too old to care. Always liked Rossini's Scaramouche: Born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad.
Any year that you're alive at the end of is a good year.
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