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2 | title: Sapling | ||
3 | genre: prose | ||
4 | |||
5 | project: | ||
6 | title: "Buildings out of air: Paul in the Woods" | ||
7 | css: paul | ||
8 | order: 20 | ||
9 | next: | ||
10 | - title: Cereal | ||
11 | link: cereal | ||
12 | - title: Shed | ||
13 | link: shed | ||
14 | previous: | ||
15 | - title: Question | ||
16 | link: question | ||
17 | - title: Reports | ||
18 | link: reports | ||
19 | ... | ||
20 | |||
21 | He chopped down a sapling pine tree and looked at his watch. From first chop | ||
22 | to fall it had taken him eight minutes and something like twenty seconds. | ||
23 | Maybe a little change. He leaned against another tree and fished in his | ||
24 | pocket for a cigarette. He lifted it out of its box and fished in his other | ||
25 | pocket for his lighter, failing to find it. He searched his other pockets. | ||
26 | He came to the realization that he had forgotten it in his Shack (in confusion | ||
27 | over his True Vocation, he'd resorted to calling it simply the Shack until he | ||
28 | could figure it out). He sighed and put his hands in his pockets. | ||
29 | |||
30 | "I wonder if trees are protective of their young" he said to himself, then | ||
31 | wondered if why he had to think his thoughts out loud, then remembered he | ||
32 | always did this, then remembered his conversation with Jill. He hoped she | ||
33 | didn't. He hoped that conversation was like the tree that fell in the forest | ||
34 | with no one around. "I wonder if a thought said out loud isn't heard by | ||
35 | anyone, if it was made. I think maybe this is what Literature (big L) is all | ||
36 | about, if it's trying to make a connection because no idea matters unless it's | ||
37 | connected to something else, or to someone else. Maybe no wood matters unless | ||
38 | it's bound to another by upholstery nails. If 'the devil is in the details,' | ||
39 | as they say (who are 'they' anyway?), the details are the connections? That | ||
40 | doesn't make sense. Details are details. Connections are connections. | ||
41 | |||
42 | "Still, a neuron by itself means nothing. Put them all together though and | ||
43 | connect them. You've got a brain." | ||