I remember that forgetfulness is a form of freedom.

But I don’t remember what form remembrance takes.

Imagining baby sea turtles hatch makes me nervous — they don’t know what’s out there but they know that they’ve gotta run.

If people had see-thru windows on their bodies, a person riding on the back of xtracycle could have even more fun.

It is surely the 33rd day of the year. It is almost 333 days away from the end of the year. It is definitely not 3/3.