Never here. Never now.

It is a modern metaphysical puzzle of sorts: I’m never where or when I am.   At my day job, I start my day dealing with yesterday’s paperwork. Towards the end of the day, I work on tomorrow’s paperwork. In between, I send emails that put my words into some indeterminate future when the recipient…

Never here. Never now. was originally published on We're Made of Mud and Magic

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