robert and i walked down to check out the sweet auburn festival, which was a little sad, and then on over to oakland cemetery for their little "sunday in the park" thing----a beautiful day for a walk even if it was a
little warm---they had an interesting master plan for a long linear park from the capitol to the cemetery that would be pretty wonderful if it were to ever get built---
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Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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