The usual - driving around, bowling, the occasional acid flashback.
"The future, as Annie’s hymn to the hope of ‘Tomorrow’ understands, is ‘always/ A day/ Away.’ Like the lovers on Keats’s Grecian urn, forever ‘near the goal’ of a union they’ll never in fact achieve, we’re held in thrall by a future continually deferred by time itself, constrained to pursue the dream of a day when today and tomorrow are one. That future is nothing but kid stuff, reborn each day to screen out the grave that gapes from within the lifeless letter, luring us into, and ensnaring us in, reality’s gossamer web."
— Lee Edelman, No Future
Posted on 16 November 2011-
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