There are these two young fish swimming along and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says "Morning, boys. How's the water?" And the two young fish swim on for a bit, and then eventually one of them looks over at the other and goes "What the hell is water?", David Foster Wallace
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Random Thoughts.
There are so many ways we humans seek immortality. Alas, even our books have half lives upon the shelves. I suppose all we have is the now, the special and even dark infinite nows. Those times that last an eternity. The improbabilities in life... such as a girl dressing up in red shoes and nice dress for a date, a pretty thing or "sitting shiva" (it's a Jewish time for bereavement and grief) with a grieving friend.
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