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Thursday, October 13, 2005



What changes with the correct placement of a name, the appropriation of definition? What is, is; but this carries along the notion that what isn't, isn't. Then there is no allowance for expectations, even though there are expectations nonetheless. So if we put a name on it, are we now somehow obligated in ways we weren't before? There is strange comfort that comes with definition, or perhaps more so in the clarity that comes with.

I've said so many things to so many different people; lies, truth, lies, truth, how does one keep track? Everything changes from light to dark, from outside to inside, from public to private, from room to room; we change gears so much just to keep this moving. But strangely, I'm not quite exhausted yet [perhaps because I've got all these girls who've got my back; everybody should have girlfriends who are in on the secrets], so this is alright, we're doing alright.

sherry @ 3:46:00 pm
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