Small disconnected facts, if you take note of them, have a way of becoming connected.

“i had spent four years propped on the front porch of the fraternity house, bemu…”

“The peculiar predicament of the present-day self surely came to pass as a conse…”

“The self has no sign of itself... For me, certain signifiers fit you, and not o…”

“It's one thing to develop a nostalgia for home while you're boozing with Yankee…”