What is the work I will want to be doing when I am dying? I do not want desperately to be trying to cap off my chapter, nor coming up with an apt final word. I want to be giving a gift of a good memory, a gentle parting. In a way, the picture of the hand pulled out of the water is just such a gentle thing, and therefore comforting.
:- Doug.
The lens some people are holding up so distorts that I can barely recognize our flag. The stripes are gone and all the colors gathered together, the stars have expanded to fill the whole (maybe because some of these folks think they are one of the stars). The red has become pervasive, the blue is considered invasive, and the white is gone. “Better red than dead” they shout at the other across the way.
:- Doug.
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