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There’s a sentry in the back of your head on the nicest afternoons, watching the tree line. On hypervigilance, the two notes under the calm water, and the cruelest math in the whole week: the thing you’re guarding against doesn’t exist yet, and the price you pay is the thing that does.
By John Alan TurnerThere’s a sentry in the back of your head on the nicest afternoons, watching the tree line. On hypervigilance, the two notes under the calm water, and the cruelest math in the whole week: the thing you’re guarding against doesn’t exist yet, and the price you pay is the thing that does.