only language? Should I include my cell number
in case of emergencies (or if I’d like to also receive
text messages – added bonus)? Am I in danger of
becoming too sucked into THE NOW? In mock
horror, I go back to cataloging my digital photographs.
I’m up to September of 2008 (Oh, gay cruises! Oh, holy
Toledo! Oh, Boston baked beans and southern accents!).
Memory lane in 2,408 files (one month). I’m on my way
to somewhere. Thirty-one thousand two hundred and
seventy-nine postcards I’ve sent myself thus far. In case
remembering can what? Equal a lifetime?
