A blog about life and its inevitable progress or progression. As we are all dying from the moment we are born, all our musings are morbund.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Sweat
When we are sick we sometimes isolate ourselves from the world in a casing of salt water. Perhaps it is a return to the amniotic fluid of our prebirth: Freud's oceanic. Unfortunately it makes me feel seasick. (grin)
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