The Day That Never Was

A new year, another one gone. Reposting this seemed timely, so here’s another shot at The Day That Never Was. Never stop asking questions. Keep on turning the page and filling it up with the best you can give the world. All-new post next Friday. Peace, Mike

Completely in the Dark

There was no Feb. 29, 1977.

Between Monday, Feb. 28th and Tuesday, March 1st, I wrote in the diary, in the space allotted: “How would you like to be caught in this space of time, between yesterday and tomorrow? And change what happens.”

Why, yes. Yes, I would.

But hey, hang on. I started this post with a plan: it would be all free-form and “atmospheric” (whatever the hell that means). I’d write something that was miles away from what I was really feeling, just to ostensibly please a readership.

But that’s not why I’m blogging again. As I mentioned previously, the essence of these stories lies in the questions, the connections that somehow over the years were never connected.

So back to the source, the diary. Why did I write that then? And why does it interest me now?

I guess the equation is…

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~ by completelyinthedark on January 10, 2014.

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