Compendium (return)


Here, you will find – exclusively – my humble compendium of letters. These are the correspondence I have maintained with my family. I submit them to your review for reasons I do not understand.

Forgive such musings as here follow. They are merely awkward attempts to understand a reality which eludes language. And, now they are yours.

11.19.2009

Carys Comma

My Daughter,

The worries that fill our minds too often revolve around money. It is an endless orbit and unfulfilling. The faster things spin, it seems, the more things spin out of control.

It is foolish. I am the greatest fool. Worries are a merry go round solution to a transportation problem.

Yet, I worry.

I would like to learn from you. The only scrap of money, you've ever grasped went directly in your mouth, and you found more use for it than I.

Perhaps your wisdom can resolve this rotation, endless and futile.

Dada


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