Where the Wild Things Are
"“I was sitting, writing at my textbook, but the work did not progress. My thoughts were elsewhere. I turned my chair to the fire, and dozed. Again the atoms were gamboling before my eyes. This time the smaller groups kept modestly in the background. My mental eye rendered more acute by repeated visions of this kind, could now distinguish larger structures of manifold conformations, long rows, some-times more closely fitted together, all twisting and turning in snake-like motion. But look! What was that? One of the snakes has seized hold of its own tail, and the form whirled mockingly before my eyes. As if by a flash of lightning I woke… I spent the rest of the night working out the consequences of the hypothesis.

Let us learn to dream, gentlemen, and then perhaps we shall learn the truth.”


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Dear Catherine, I’ve been sitting here thinking about all the things I wanted to apologize to you for. All the pain we caused each other. Everything I put on you. Everything I needed you to be or needed you to say. I’m sorry for that. I’ll always love you ‘cause we grew up together and you helped make me who I am. I just wanted you to know there will be a piece of you in me always, and I’m grateful for that. Whatever someone you become, and wherever you are in the world, I’m sending you love. You’re my friend to the end. Love, Theodore.

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