"When everything else has gone from my brain ... what will be left, I believe, is topology: the dreaming memory of land as it lay this way and that."
Annie Dillard
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Saturday, February 1, 2014
Coverup Redux
A postscript to "The Coverup" below.
Last night I covered my Dad, who's in the hospital. I thought of all the times he covered me.
I thought about how life comes full circle, and how, even in the sad times, there's a fullness to it. Something deeper than joy or sorrow.
