A personal exploration of autism from a brother’s perspective, including family relationships, philosophy, neuroscience, mental health history and ethics
One usually thinks of a parking lot as a great expanse of pavement. Below is a photograph of one of the corners. Perhaps it is THE corner of origin of this lot.
Triple Elbow at the Origin of the Parking Lot (and Leaf)
There is something very – not science fiction, but sort of like the beginning of a twilight zone kind of movie or story, about your last sentence, as we look at that innocent corner…
Interesting… The corner from which the blob of the parking lot emerged in collusion with the unwitting workers who labored in good faith… (etc).
Good idea!
There is something very – not science fiction, but sort of like the beginning of a twilight zone kind of movie or story, about your last sentence, as we look at that innocent corner…
Interesting… The corner from which the blob of the parking lot emerged in collusion with the unwitting workers who labored in good faith… (etc).
Good idea!
Yes. I am thinking a two sentence story is in here (my new poetry thing I have been caught up with). Your picture has really set things off for me.
I’m so glad!