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The rabbit in Alice in Wonderland is late, always, reminding himself but aloud so as to exercise his importance. The coat he wears is regal but less of royalty and more of the servant.

I pick apart my pile of mail from months ago, a Fourth of July sale I missed. It was not even the Fourth yet so it must have been June. I wonder where was June. She was a lifetime ago and yet only seventy or so days ago.

I am late. Again and again. A loop without end.