Maybe it’s a sign. I’m losing it. In fact, I’ve lost ‘it’ – a letter that I saw on the top of my desk just this afternoon. Of course, the desk itself is a landslide of paper rubble, empty envelopes, handwritten notes comparing the cost of five cubic yards of triple mix delivered by Farmer Jacks and Holland Valley Nursery (HVN is cheaper), crumpled receipts for something I bought at Homesense that was final sale (I thought only panties were final sale) and a printout of a Google map to somewhere in Vaughan. Nuts, I’ve looked everywhere and can’t find ‘it’. What Am I searching for? It’s a piece of correspondence. I signed up as a volunteer a ferw weeks ago with a study…
Categories: Argument, Things I'm Going to Do
Tagged: memories
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