Thursday, January 02, 2020
new-tone-ian
Scrub it clean. Erase it. Start over. Fresh start. Reboot. January. Month of Janus, that two-faced Roman deity. Patron of beginnings. And endings. Can you have one without the other? Sacred amnesia. Salutory forgetting. A new anew. Newsome. New(s). Renewal. (But how can new be new again without being old?) More than the absence of old. Metaphysical electro-shock therapy.
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