Day 118: A Phantom of an Erased Life
In speaking to a friend last night about 1000 Days I discovered something about what I am doing here. Unfortunately in the light of morning I no longer recall that epiphany. My inclination is to determine that such forgettable conversations hold no true value. However, I can’t escape the feeling that some time traveler tampered with my flow in the stream, my recollection of the epiphany merely a phantom of that erased life-thread.
I’d hoped that writing about it would assist in removing the flimsy veil I know stand between us. It has not.
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