Our Story So Far

 When an inner situation is not made conscious, it happens outside, as fate.

—Carl Jung 



The date is perfect, for reasons that will eventually be apparent.

Welcome to the gateway page to the chronological narrative portion of our story. The pages below (when you click the MORE button at the top of the page) recount a series of happenings, often odd, sometimes mildly amusing, that begin with my teenage collapse in university and extend for a few decades into my eventual adulthood, or – as I like to think of it – my eventual acquiescence to delusions of adequacy.

What follows are those pages/chapters that have, after several drafts, assumed presentable, intelligible form. Others will follow as they mature, to fill in the many missing chunks. Paradoxically, as I advance in age and these events recede into the past, they become easier to recount and sharper in perspective. Thus, many details that seemed significant 20 years ago have now subsided into invisibility, making the narrative less cluttered. At least, that is my hope. I also hope that links to other explanatory pages and posts will cut down on narrative interruptions – one of the happier features of the blog format.

Feel free to read the chapters in chronological order, but you might also start with Stairway to Heaven, which begins with a "Previously, on ONELETTERSDIFFERENCE..." sort of intro to get you up to speed, and then continues with a sequence of linked pages to guide you through the self-contained "keystone episode" of this whole Silly Story. Then you can explore the site further,* or just stomp away, glancing backwards, shaking your head, muttering, "Well, that's a whole hour I'll never get back... ." 

As for point of view in this thing, it's hard, even for "me," to determine the point where our original protagonist, Peter Enman, starts to fade away and his less worldly/Earthly colleague Cosmo emerges to the fore. Maybe that could be like one of those annoying questions that used to follow the short story in those anthologies back in school. 

Or we could just ignore the question and enjoy the story. Because, in the end, this is not a story about learning. It's a story about remembering.



*by clicking on the main blog title or the horizontal bars in the upper-left corner

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