We've only just begun.

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May 2013

37 posts

When I found you all those years ago, it felt like I had finally found home.

You go on. You set one foot in front of the other, and if a thin voice cries out, somewhere behind you, you pretend not to hear, and keep going.

There are so many possibilities. Everything is so elusive and unknowable and so incredibly imaginable. For the first time in a long time, I am excited about the future again.

Those who have enjoyed such privileges as we enjoy, forget in time that men have died to win them.

To tell the truth is revolutionary.

April 2013

58 posts

I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.