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A Slow Acceleration
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threw_a_spark
Oh, powdered donut...I'm sorry.
Oh, second powdered donut, I'm really sorry.

You see, I'd been drinking. I'd been drinking and talking and at one point I got all maudlin thinking of

1.) Truck stops.
2.) Old roommates.
3.) Times gone by.

and then things got philosophical and my maudlin-oriented brain was forced to shift gears, right there in the bar. I had 8 mini straws lined up in front of me, and suddenly we were talking about free will (except in a really coherent way, maybe not like in previous times). And that went on for absolute ages...puzzling out the details of existence, figuring out what various plot points in Lev Grossman's Magicians were meant to represent. It was good and dense conversation, and although I had stopped drinking by then, the bar rang last call and I walked home. And you were there, powdered donuts. I microwaved a tortilla with some cheese, but you were still there. So fluffy, so sweet.
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