Inertia & Nostalgia

Where does the world go when I am not paying attention? Used to be it didn’t matter. Maybe at least that one small thing is true. Or not.

Sometimes I see the world in forms, shapes, and patterns. If I watched more television (what an antiquated word that seems, now) I might know what I meant.

As for you, when you arrive at the ballroom, don’t look back. And whatever you do, don’t look in the mirror.

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