Revising history gets easier over time.
There’s a 200 DMA of events.
A storyline of best fit.
The ECG of life, smoothed into a flatline.
Truth is, your past is dead from over-handling.
Truth is, most scripts were unwritten, most photos untaken, most memories unmade.
There’s a fine line between Now and Never.
This is not a bad thing.
Life is peopled by the seven-foot ghosts of chance meetings.
A Wild Joy 