I think it would be cool if I deleted this entire thing.
But i also think I would maybe think back and wish I hadn't.
So i restrain my inhibition and it dies away.
Maybe I am wrong in thinking I have changed a lot since I began, but I was reading one of my earlier post and my god, what happened?
I can barely connect with the naivety that once wrote, though I feel no smarter or wiser.
Just different.
It would seem to me I very rarely climb but move along sideways. Which is just as difficult at times. If we are talking rock walls.
I am entirely confused regarding want. and goals.
Ugh.
Frustration.
I would delve in but I don't have the will or motivation.
Funny how when we are focused in on something it magically appears everywhere. What worlds we create from our agreements.
I wouldn't overestimate ability though.
David Sedaris annoys me with his over exaggerations because I feel like his essays concerning his life are nothing but false and thus his points have no validity. And what is the point of making one if you actually had to embellish life to make it seem accurate. I guess selling a lot of novels. People buy into shit. I but into shit.
Cest le vie.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
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oh my goodness. i read "me talk pretty one day" while i was down here. he's so amazing, but it's to distract and entertain, not enlighten.
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