The way you hold the bat when you swing

One could argue that the re-activation of nascent memories is a form of synaptic terrorism. End the reign of the oppressive pattern-matchers! Retvrn to asentience!

The wind is taking a nap between its groaning and swooning and I’m a little anxious that an unexpected vehicle will appear in the driveway past my obstructed line of sight and present a social situation when it starts churning distant leaves

Tear our the old and mud the walls for new paint, but what lurks behind them? Would you want to know?