Fragmented immortality. Yes, I think we can access this.
I realized it yesterday evening when, laughing and talking with some cousins, we started reminiscing about moments when our grandparents were still alive and
we were constantly engaged in rogueries.
And I don’t know much about life nor death, but I do know that during these moments we were all immortals. We, reminiscing, and them, too.
The driftless keep
on laughing.
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