Monday, April 16, 2007

The simplicity of what I had thought, and what I was trying to convince myself, would not hold. Never again can I think there is but one narrative and that narrative belonged only to myself, that I might create my own little lame solitude and live safely within it. There are others out there, some scratching from the outside in search for an opening, some deserving of my stepping out/up in humility, more so in honesty.


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