I just found out Hemingway once, on a bet, thought of a complete story in six words.
For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn.
- Hemingway
I can't believe I never heard this before.
That's all.
Also, the title of my blog mentions a supposed work-a-hole world; now, I don't know if anyone noticed, but I've been seriously considering becoming a part of this world, going so far as to begin a vocational degree, in teaching, as if such a thing is possible; I still don't know that it is.
I don't mean to separate myself from the world people are in when they're building a library or fitting together links in a causal chain that proves who killed JFK, but I don't feel like this little world my words live in wants to mesh with that world. No matter how many people I attempt to teach something they insist they don't need to know, this world will go on. A cheshire divided against itself CAN stand; and I can stand it.
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Thanks for writing this.
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