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I don't write every day, nor do I always write
about my day. I may write about a person, an emotion I'm experiencing or
a combination of the two. Sometimes I'll spell it out in simple terms the way
a typical journal would, talking my way through the experience, learning as I go.
Sometimes I'll throw myself into the emotion and write obscurely,
not trying to make sense of it, simply letting what I feel become words.
There's nothing here to gossip about. There's nothing here that I'm ashamed of.
My life is
nothing extraordinary. I live modestly, act selfishly, love passionately, whine annoyingly,
self-analyze incessantly. I feel the same emotions that everyone else does, it's how we talk about it
and deal with it that makes us unique.
I am not all what you see. I am not all that you read. Tread lightly, friends.
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The Truth About Love
Personal Boundaries
Joy and Sorrow

  

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