Tempus fugit .... I have been a week beneath the surface and now have risen for a breath of air before diving again. When past becomes present and present becomes past, it means, for all practical purposes, time has stopped. At least, that would be my interpretation. I think it has, for me .... time stopped for me, that is to say. The question would seem to be whether to accept that premise or hope to discover a way to restart time -- which might not even be possible. Can you understand the dilemma and see the smile on my lips ?? Some of you, I think, can. (Sorry, I like to write in a figurative manner, and, sometimes, I get carried away.) Moving right along, have you figured out the location in the photographs? I doubt it. Maybe, I will bring "she" here when the world is more tranquil once again and if I am able to reclaim my spirit -- and, most importantly, if I am able to find a path to "she" through the maze. (There I am, "going figurative" on you again !!) As for the music: Don Dokken was a great singer and his band one of the best of the rock era. "Alone Again" seems to be emblematic of this "incarnation" of my life. Guns N' Roses was among the absolute greatest bands of the era, and "November Rain" the magnum opus of Axl Rose. See you in another week or two ....
Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Truman Capote
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Classics Club book 46 (1958) Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Truman Capote FROM
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