i came across some reading material that harkened back to a time when i was much less frivolous and spent more time with my head buried in between pages of thousand page novels (if that qualifies as non-frivolous, i guess). i thought, “oh good grief, what has become of me?” i was briefly still, quiet and thoughtful, before i received a brief call from my sister asking me to pick her up. my thoughts briefly disappeared, and now they are back again.
brevity, it seems, is the new in thing. my twitter account will tell you so.