“ The dam of my eyes broke, and tears flooded the land. ”
Mostly what you lose with time, in memory, is the specificity of things, their exact sequence. It all runs together, becomes a watery soup. Portmanteau days, imploded years. Like a bad actor, memory always goes for effect, abjuring motivation, consistency, good sense.
~ James Sallis
Rina’s always claimed that I expect too little from life,” Standard said.“Then at least you’ll never be disappointed.
Why’d you call, boy? What did you want from me?The company of a friend, I think.Always a cheap treat.
What’d you need?Desuetude.Reading again, are we? Could be dangerous. It means to become unaccustomed to. As in something gets discontinued, falls into disuse.Thanks, man.That it?Yeah, but we should grab a drink sometime.
