The sound of the threader might even be therapeutic! 1992, 1993, 1994.. all the past go through the mouth of the threader and come out recycled. Hmm. I wonder if we can ever "recycle" our past, making the past usable again and again. We burden ourselves to keep the past in neat, organized folders. Then one day, we decided to thread them all.
Recycle, good for the earth.
But why am I acking inside?
Oh, I know. There is no other reason other than attachment and self ego.
But in this case, knowing it doesn't make the pain go away.
Even the threader seems to agree with me - it quit working due to overheat. I guess the past is just so heavy that even the threader cannot take it all in at one time!
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