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I’m eating a lot of soup today, trying to pretend I’m not sick. For some reason, I wanted to read Miranda July. Now, I pass her on to you, for the Story of the Day (sorry it’s so late!). Enjoy “The Shared Patio,” from Zoetrope:

“He is in love with me but he doesn’t know it. It still counts even though it happened when he was unconscious. It counts doubly because the conscious mind often makes mistakes, falls for the wrong person. But down there in the well, where there is no light and only thousand-year-old water, a man has no reason to make mistakes. God says do it and you do it. Love her, and it is so.”