There Was A Time

Is it spring? Yesterday it was autumn. Is it morning? Why, it was midnight only an hour ago. Is it summer? It is impossible; last night was winter. Have I eaten, slept, drunk, walked, spoken, worked? When? A moment ago I ate my dinner. Yet my stomach is empty. When did I bathe? I do not remember. I do not remember. I never remember. This street seems familiar. When did I last walk down it? What has happened to the morning, to the hours between the morning and this minute? Where have they gone? I never experienced them. – Janet Taylor Caldwell

Words for thought, sentiments to appreciate.

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