ANTICIPATING PARIS
Yesterday I decided the future wasn’t real and that only the present is real. But today I’m dreaming of walking around in Montmartre in Paris again. I’m dreaming in the present but I’m walking around in the future and the memories that make the dream come to life are awakened through photographs from the past. But I’ll worry about that tomorrow. Today I am going to dream. (I’ve gotten behind in my posts so I’m writing this on Sunday the 20th, not Tuesday the 15th, so what appears to be the present is really being written in the future.)
BILLYBABA’S WANDERING 