Friday, April 6, 2007

4.6.2007: I Can See Past What I Remember

The Chair of Forgetfulness.

The Guy sits here. No one else is around.

He stands up, looks around.

Something’s got to change here, right? This has gone on too long.

There is nothing wrong with what he’s chosen to do. Sometimes to resign to things is the smartest thing a guy can do.

He leaves.

The lights go down.

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