July 12, 2017 1:18 AM
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Hard to believe the last time I wrote here was in December 2015. A lot has happened since 2015. Time doesn't fly, it expands outward like a never-exploding balloon, its outer layers falling away, like dead well-used skin, which we breath back in as fine dust. I recognize myself, but in a different order, and slightly shifted angles. Familiar constellation, but viewed from a new planet, and I'm noticing new stars. I think I mostly want to remind myself here that it's still important to write. Your voice needs to be used, practiced, if you want to get any good at it. I'm pretty good, or, at least fine with it, but I know could get a lot better. That's my hope, anyway, in returning here. Some things that haven't changed:
Some things that have:
Anyway, it's late; more soon. Good to talk to you again. |
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