The Past Is Not What Happened
The past is not even the past.
As I read old notebooks, I see how, in time, I’ve come to rewrite my life in ways that are consoling. I have unsoured the grapes of the past. The story I invented of my earlier years is one of reliable success, few obstacles, and lots of help—a kind of table laid where I was invited to e…
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