|I was supposed to read this book 2 years ago. Better late than never.
||[Jul. 8th, 2003|04:01 pm]
Why you? Why us for that matter? Why anything? Because this moment simply is. Have you ever seen bugs trapped in amber?
Yes. Billy, in fact, had a paperweight in his office which was a blob of polished amber with three ladybugs embedded in it.
Well, here we are, Mr. Pilgrim, trapped in the amber of this moment. There is no why.