The Desultory Peripatetic

Montage-Journalsim Mock-MemoirIt was not the nothingness that he feared.It was not the empty beds or creased sheets.It was not the blue skies and halo clouds.It was not the music that played his heart warm to cool.It could not have even been the muse he carried in his pocket of words that would describe emotions.That introduced the theory of did.Did was a pleasant precursor to because.This didn't last too long...it just wasn't was.They eventually assembled a group of beliefs under Spare Time.The progression of time joins the meeting of digits.Not really in search for the constant in their lives, "resting easy" was a vision of animals with nothing better to do.Remembering his progression; coffee, thought, coffee, phone booth, the dependence was insurmountable by any feats a walk would consume.Perhaps it is not all bespangled fanfare. Perhaps the former statement is true and there is no vernacular with a lexicon to describe it. The conclusion...just is.