‘The leaves were long, the grass was green,
The hemlock-umbels tall and fair,
And in the glade a light was seen
Of stars in shadow shimmering.’
Traveling with you, I love it…
The name’s Sherlock Holmes and the address is 221B Baker Street.
His associations came at the speed of light. His value judgments were at the pace of a responsive reading. They could never keep up and direct his thinking. He viewed his own mentality as grotesque but useful, like a chair made of antlers.
There was nothing he could do about it.
pro tip: fill the piñata with absolutely nothing to prepare your kids for the letdowns of adulthood