time travel
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Forgetting the Future
Thirty four years ago today… I was born. They named me Hugh Crocker Howey after my grandfather, Hugh Crocker Murrill. On the same day that I was given a first name, my grandfather, the great male of our clan, was given a new one. He became “Big Hugh,” the only name I ever knew him… Continue reading
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The Anti-Cassandra Complex?
One of the things I try to avoid thinking about is that I’m putting together a puzzle whose pieces haven’t even been created yet. I can’t help but believe in this story, that it has already happened. Then a date will remind me: I’m sorting through the future. The big joke here is that I… Continue reading