My bedcover at night somehow seems relevant
I like the English language. Even – or perhaps especially – when it approaches the abstract.
Yesterday, there was a message meandering around Facebook which people were re-posting and which said:
If you’re reading this, even if we barely talk, comment with a memory you have of us. After you’re done, post this on your wall. You’d be surprised with what people remember about you.
It seemed fairly pointless, so I posted a version which said:
If you’re reading ...