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living in my childhood
Break from opera. Reading NYTimes about SARS. Feel like I'm in a William Gibson novel and still stupidly wondering why it isn't sexy.
Spoke to Cleo, made confessions of public facts, but then the battery died so I guess I'll speak to her later.
The skill I most have to learn is silence.
Someone asked today "What's the one thing you want that you think you can't have?" and I, blessedly, couldn't come up with anything. There's a long list of things I live in terror of not getting, mainly because I believe they are utterly attainable and only won't be achieved if I weak or fearful or stupid and slack about it. But any of the things that I want, in a true true way -- both vague and specific -- they're mine for the taking. Despite what my ex- used to say, life _is_ a puzzle to be solved.
Spoke to Cleo, made confessions of public facts, but then the battery died so I guess I'll speak to her later.
The skill I most have to learn is silence.
Someone asked today "What's the one thing you want that you think you can't have?" and I, blessedly, couldn't come up with anything. There's a long list of things I live in terror of not getting, mainly because I believe they are utterly attainable and only won't be achieved if I weak or fearful or stupid and slack about it. But any of the things that I want, in a true true way -- both vague and specific -- they're mine for the taking. Despite what my ex- used to say, life _is_ a puzzle to be solved.
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