Worthington’s World

I make no claim to possess “a world.” The world clearly possesses me, although it’s not entirely sure which version of me it has. We change versions of ourselves like we change our mind. It is part of human survival. We paint the walls of our world to reflect our passing which plays out in the knick-knacks and collectibles that we pack in taped boxes and move around through the various neighborhoods of aging. The concept of Deju Vu is clearly loose fall-out from one hasty move or another as we continue to re-locate ourselves … away from the dull clang of mortality.

Do you ever feel like you actually have NOT been here BEFORE?

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