“This is not a spaceship, it’s a time machine,” he says. “It goes backwards and forwards, and it takes us to a place where we ache to go again.”
“It’s not called ‘The Wheel,'” he continues. “It’s called ‘The Carousel.’ It lets us travel around and around and back home again.”
-Mad Men, Season 1 Episode 13
[[ my schedule for next semester: 10209,10497,10498,10629,11968,14696 ]]
Forthcoming: an entry in which I try to figure out why I have such messed up relationships. I sketch, in gauzy (Gauss-y?) detail, all the love I’ve ever not expressed. It is part eulogy, part strophic outcry, simpering and tragic.