ARR 1988 - Flipbook - Page 140
cosmic aura around room 202, no emotional battery waiting to be recharged,
just a third-rate motel room with two beds, a cable television and a showerbath combo.
Whatever had happened that night left no traces ofitself in that motel
room. The experience had taken place inside of me. I had known that all
along, but I was more now than I had been then and so the significance of
our separateness as people and our rare moments of connection could also
register within me. Maybe it had meant nothing to those other people, but
for me, the 202 experience would mark the turning point. For me, "the trip"
was just beginning.
T.E. Wolfe
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