What’s he thinking about? Are those his Easter Whites? Where is he?
We know all about his evils. But a day like this, what’s happening and why?
I think understanding and learning about ordinary days, uneventful days do more to unearth the secret lives that everyone has than their worst atrocities, their evils or their greatest achievements, their glories.
It isn’t about the day or the final acts. It’s about the hours before. The sleepless nights. The dreams and thoughts. The hopes and desires. The thoughts we all have before making a decision, whether good or bad, the hum of silence, the quiet spaces where we’re lost in thought, that’s where decisions are made.
What was happening here?
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