On Lunch as a Religious Experience

Looking through the novel I’d just purchased, I found a bookmark that I hadn’t placed there — accompanied by marginal notes I couldn’t possibly have written. Further inspection revealed those weren’t actually my hands holding the book — nor were those even my arms attached to the aforementioned hands.

On this developing situation, I’ll have more to report soon; however, it’s presently my lunch break, the unencumbered observance of which I regard as a spiritual imperative.


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