In a moment of drunken semi-profundity, I thought to myself: “No matter how far you dig into your past, you’ll never find your future there.”

And now, once I down my bowl of Lucky Bits (or whatever the hell they’re called)… to bed, perchance to sleep.

(This post courtesy of the letter T.)

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