The exact degree
The legal code is immoral to the exact degree that it deviates from justice.
Labels: thought
Grief is the frozen moment when you pat your pocket for your keys, the pocket where you always put your keys, and your keys aren’t there. The intensely familiar is gone—not just a person, but a habit. Gone. When I do this, that happens. When I say this, you answer. When I reach for you, there you are. And then I am reaching, and nothing, nothing is there. The true has become false.
—Sallie Tisdale
—Sallie Tisdale
Sunday, July 17, 2022
