August 9, 2003
Resumption. One of those words that doesn’t seem like a word if you say it ten times fast. There’s something I’m obviously not getting. I’m stuck. Like in movies like Freaky Friday, Groundhog Day, that U2 song. I haven’t yet reached that magical moment where I realize that thing I’m supposed to realize for life to resume like normal. I feel it on the tip of my tongue. I know I’m supposed to know it, yet I have no idea what it is. Probably has something to do with appreciating something. The grass on my side. But what in specific?