eventually the phenomenons your senses
combine to assume it is experiencing
catapult you toward choosing between
flotsam or jetsam—but before you do
smile at the opportunity this affords that
whom once assumed antagonists loved
to antagonize and wonder now about
how amazing—never another frustration
actually exists in those who seize their
recalled memories and cease planning for
every eventuality and realize how as if
this were but a daydream—time is figment