Writing, while waiting to hear from Alfie
"Today is my thirtieth birthday and I sit on the ocean wave in the schoolyard and wait for Kate and think of nothing. Now in the thirty-first year of my dark pilgrimage on this earth and knowing less than I ever knew before ... and what people really fear is not that the bomb will fall but that the bomb will not fall - on this my thirtieth birthday, I know nothing and there is nothing to do but fall prey to desire." (The Moviegoer by Walker Percy)
On this my sixty-third birthday I know nothing and there is nothing to do ....
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