There remains a small bit of Wednesday on my shirt. Waking up this morning I was sure I had made a clean break into Thursday and yet here it is, Wednesday residue right here upon my clothing.
This causes me to wonder, what if I should die, you know-
cross over, and yet some molecule of life has tangled itself in my hair, like
chewing gum? What then?
Is not every day supposed to be a clean break from the day
before? This would be chaos. There would be scheduling issues, misinformation
bounced around. How is someone going to deal with crossing over and deal with
the returning of bowling shoes at the same time. Do you see the problem here?
This isn’t right. Who’s
in charge here?
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