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I wanted to show my father that I felt terrible by touching his hand as I left him. But I didnt. Constraint. Constraint in the face of death. I only went through the normal channels of feeling such as kissing him. A touch of the hand, at parting, means much more. We all walk around, losing each other, thinking about it, getting lost ourselves, all vague, and then when the end comes, we are surprised and all tragic. Poo! We are all sealed in our own little melancholy atmospheres, like planets, and revolving around the sun, our common but distant desire. Jack Kerouac, diary entry, 21 August, 1944
Posted on: Sat, 26 Apr 2014 02:23:54 +0000

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