September 9, 2011

There are few things comparable to sliding through a giant city at night when all electricity is lost. Like a soundless, boundless pod gliding through headlight-lit space that unfolds in front of you.

I made eye contact with a dead deer the other night and passed many moments in silence for him.

A six-year-old asked her mother: "What does 'infinity' mean?"

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