Saturday, July 21, 2007

Old Friends

A number of my friends mixed tonight, with alcohol as the lubricant, and oddly cold weather as the charm.

It was a cool evening for July, and I saw myself beginning to age, with the layers emerging... like backing away from a cliff and starting to discover different colors of sediment stacked upon each other.

Freud said that our minds (particularly the unconscious, I think) were like archaeological digs: cities built upon cities, built upon previously existing settlements.

I hope for many more layers. It will be remarkable to see my friends age, particularly if the layers mix.

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