Never had there been a memory—so divis­i­ble. You rose one morn­ing to find your spirit bro­ken, and sense­less as it sounds…a whole other world dropped eaves. The least enchant­ing task of every chronicle—is to leave intel­li­gi­ble traces from an actual envi­ron­ment to a believ­able ether; all the while a sym­pa­thetic lis­tener cringes at your every pause. […]