driving toward home and late after work; shunting over motorways like logs upon a river and we plunge forward, up against pilings of light. ahead, hills shine with breaklights like campfires or fake gold necklaces fallen from an overstuffed box. night falls; it falls before closing and everyone around goes forward past office hours. african cattle in a wildlife documentary, moving together in heavy herd movement, all individual, eyeing their neighbours for danger, looking for somewhere to sleep.
Thank you for taking the time to remember Dave. He saw your zeal and your unconventional ways and he felt…



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