Friday, August 12, 2011

incremental

one second ago
I was on the E key

one minute ago
I was writing

one hour ago
I was waking up

one week ago
I was cleaning

one month ago
plotting the course of 2011

one year ago
I was working

ten years ago
i was recovering from cancer

one hundred years ago
I was struggling to vote

one thousand years ago
I labored in the scriptorium

ten thousand years ago
I squatted in the mud and waited

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