Wednesday, January 18, 2017
18 january
There comes a time when you know there is nothing else you can do -- nothing more to be gained, no closer to come -- and some piece of you knows that this is what you have been looking for all along. Incomplete success. A piece missing. Alphabet with the choice letters washed away. Spell your own way out of this -- sometimes y is gone, always u -- i will be last, will be left, and it will all come out clear as a map: walking to a point that doesn't exist, don't be surprised when you get lost. Remember you've found what you were headed toward anything.
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