My Mind

My Mind
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Thursday, May 17, 2012

The ghost in the brain machine

My brain is a little dusty.  No memories of long ago are pushing, pushing to get out.  I'm thinking I may have run my course.  There is no tale about Clyde this time around.  There is no half forgotten memory of childhood floating in this brain sludge.
I'm going to let my mind wander.  It may wander beyond its boundaries never to return.  It has been fun.  For now I will let the words lie quiet.  If they assemble again into some length strung together in the form of some ghostly memory I will allow them to line up here.  Til that time....

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