I mean, I've been sitting down for a pretty long time since work started last December, but I can't remember the last time I sat sat down (I'm sure I must have, one of those off-days that I took an M.C. for)
So. A bit of time to take stock, as opposed to watching them, and a bit of time to remember the bell tolls, outweighing the morning bell that goes (again, and again, and again).
Of course, I woudn't write anything incriminating. It's my new policy, the X-files policy. So the files are stored in my head.
Can I miss someone whom I don't remember knowing? Can I long for something which I don't recall having? Can there be a hole in the wall when I don't remember what filled that space in the first place? I guess ...yes. Since Augustine said we were restless until. Since Lewis feared to tread where even angels cannot. Since love is bigger than we know it and life has secrets we may never uncover.
