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A Mouthful of Unadulterated Citrus
"One way of spinning this is to say that my daily experience is often spontaneous and exciting. Not fragmented and intimidating, but unpredictable, continuously new. I may lose track of things, or of myself in space, my line of thought, but instead of getting frustrated I try to see this as the perfect time to stop and figure out what I want or where I am. I accept my role in the harlequinade. It’s not so much a matter of making lemonade out of life’s lemons, but rather of learning to savor the shock, taste, texture, and aftereffects of a mouthful of unadulterated citrus."
- Floyd Skloot
In the Shadow of Memory
via whiskey river
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