Status Updates From Intensive Care

"There was a time when, looking at the snow falling, I saw white thread worms dropping out of the sick belly of childhood."

I absolutely literally gasped at that, the sudden period coming like a punch in the throat. I don't know that I've read a sentence that stark and pristine in a long time.

It needs only a moment's inattention, separation of a man from his fellows, for his being to vanish from the face of the earth as if it had never been; and then in a flash the sun, the earth recover all.