Drawing A Blank (On Forgetting, Refusal, Censure and Impotence)
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—01. July 14 — August 18, 2012.
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"I'm explaining myself. I'm talking to you with a drink in one hand. At the open bar in the lobby of the reception for what's-his-name. Except when I get to my point I pause. There's a name I'm missing. Maybe it's yours. What I've forgotten is perhaps more important than what I've said. And you're politely waiting. And I stutter some half-sentences that don't come close to what I meant. But you nod anyway. Later that night at home in bed in the dark I'll recall just what it was I wanted to say. I'll open my eyes and look at the ceiling and simultaneously congratulate and berate myself for such a statement."
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