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Day Forty Four AM #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle writes:

Here I am starting a journal. No idea if I can keep it up.

I don’t think I would on my own. Not without the suggestion of my new companion, whose name I do not know. Not that I haven’t asked, but I’ve asked so many times now that finally he will only reply, “Enough! Enough!”

So I’ve taken to calling him simply Enough.

Though who am I to talk? I know what it is like for one not to disclose his name. An easy habit to form when you don’t know what it is. I was relieved to run across someone who had heard of me. And could give me a name to go with my face.

Lyle. I guess I like the sound of it. No one chooses their own name. Or almost no one.

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Poet, historian, writer for stage and screen. Responder to Jesus (Romans 5:8)

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