the post calvin

Hey Susannah, You Don’t Need to Carry Everyone’s Backpacks

Well okay, Stephen Sondheim, just go ahead and call me right out.

We always returned to our mother beaming, holding up the objective of our mission.

Be with the internet archivists, continually trying to record an ever-shifting and ever-decaying virtual world.

Sometimes I take my tea, and sometimes I don’t.

If I were to sit down with past Christina I’d want to relieve some of that angst, although I’m not sure if she’d like the answers I’d give.

Wry and dry, with plenty of direct addresses to the camera, the movie falls short.

by Jon Gorter | Jul 28, 2022 | 2 comments

I smell the sweet river dew and hear the rush of water over rock, and I’m launched back in time to my hunter-gatherer roots.

I don’t know this new brain of mine or what I can do with it. I didn’t know my Lexapro brain or my Zoloft brain, either.

It’s the last time they ever come to the library.

We are notoriously poor followers of instructions. Even simple ones. Even conspicuously beneficial ones.