Buzz, a brown mutt with wiry hair, was busy supplementing his morning kibble with whatever treasures he could unearth in the cat's litter box. A thoroughly disgusting ritual.
In another room, the youngest child was singing and talking to herself about the choices for her wardrobe.
All seems pretty standard, Leon was thinking.
It was the last thought any of them would ever have.
Honestly, I kinda hate that DFW speech. I mean, I think I know what he feels he must do with the language in order to create a certain feeling, but to me, it comes across as though one would have every reason to loathe others for superficial reasons it were not for the fact that they may be somehow involved in having to care for someone who is in extreme suffering. I think we ought to just see the oneness from the start, regardless of the presence of any potentially redeeming qualities. Iono
Well ya, we should see that oneness but the default setting has conditioned us to think differently for so long that sharing those intricate details plays an important role in the totality of the speech.