one step forward.
two steps back.
it's always the same.
even in a new place.
after all these months, i'm still working it out.
does it really get easier?
the expetations too high?
it's all about instant gratification.
i want it all.
but never do the work.
i fear i'm getting too good at being alone.
but the loneliness will be unlivable.
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till later.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
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