So today, in the registrar's office, a woman whose name is Memory.
Transported by the thought of another Memory.
People name their children this...my favorite name, i've concluded.
and making my way through old papers, trying to figure ways into research, and reading, again, this work on home, and these cocoons. That woman's work I discovered (how?) a few years back, those cocoons you could use in your office, or on a bus, to somehow block out reality...Jennie Penius
http://www.promisepark.com/D_cooc.htm
Thinking of ways to mark that home concept with the other article next to it on memory.
Thinking also that a great game might be to find five arbitrary articles, and take the topics of each, and figure a way to a paper. That challenge. Would that be good hope?
this good hope, still. still. If someone in my life were called good hope, and someone else were called memory, would it be enough? Good Hope and Memory found themselves looking around a restaurant for a table, one of those busy metro places, no chairs, nobody making a move to leave.
Memory turned to Good Hope, and asked, do you want to just forget lunch.
You know, the problem is...the temptations to use verbs like "forget" is too present...
Posted by theorythis at August 20, 2004 04:03 PM