As introduced here, these Warm Recollections are random cullings from thirty years of notes files…
Stories are just great big metaphors, language is a museum of metaphor, and we conceive through language. Human thinking and consciousness is inherently and unavoidably metaphoric (it’s very hard to frame most thoughts without it: note how the word “frame” there is itself a metaphor): this may be our key (another one) difference from the animals, and our big evolutionary advantage. Not seeing things just as they are, but as how they’re similar to other things.
What do you do when you realize your most long-cherished fantasies aren’t going to come to pass? Keep having them. That will always be better than nothing.
When being attacked by aliens, the risk of barricading the door from the inside is that it proves someone’s in there. Remember this when the time comes.
The lone traveller’s reluctance to leave the hotel room.
You forget, until you have a child, how formative childhood was.
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Aliens won’t attack us. They are far more advanced and smarter than us. After all, they know how to space travel to distant planets which is something we still dream about.
You don't think the aliens will assume we're at work and they should come back later?