In 2009, I found a notepad file on my brother's computer with a series of quoted statements. I later realized these were node titles, and now so far removed from that life and the ability to return to that place, a few nodes still bounce around in my mind. I list them here for anyone that has yet to see them, or wants to remember as I do tonight.
"In the end it did not matter. The ocean was still there."
Prepare me a ship of which the half-rotten timbers shall be painted black, let the sails be in rags, and the sailors infirm and sickly
Where plastic bags go to die
She sang of fantastic green islands, and sparkling fish, never telling that she haunted the waters
Brad, what if I told you I belonged to a network of freedom fighters?
This is Saturday night and the clouds are parting.