Choppy Thoughts
It’s Thanksgiving week in America, and I’m not even going to mention that shit. You're welcome.
Dear Writer,
When I was in college, my friend Mike—you may have heard me affectionately refer to him as “Babs”—used to call my random non sequiturs “choppy thoughts.” And now, toward the end of Nano and November and 2021 and possibly the world as we know it, I thought I would not put you through another long essay wondering on the nature of reality and w…
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