Chimes: 2018 Edition (emended Blazevox book pdf)

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I often remembered kindergarten: we would nap on the second floor of a twostory
schoolhouse, and every day I would be unable to sleep, hoping to fall
through the floor and land on ground level. On the last day of kindergarten I
thought to myself, this is the last chance, if I don’t fall through today I never will.
I didn’t, and it was my first experience of imagination being disappointed by
concrete reality. Now, with words and music, I saw that I could build an
imaginative world in which I could always fall through the floor. It would be a
place of light and laughter and play and others would be invited in. I was aware
of a new hunger for which this world was the only appeasement, and the world
of sports and grades and television that surrounded me was but a dim reflection
of it. My guitar and my books had grandeur that cast a shadow over everything
and everyone that was ordinary or broken.
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