My tongue is in my hand…

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Posted on: September 26, 2008

Straight out of various (paper) journal entries:

Sometimes, thinking about the next day gives me a headache and I just don’t know if I can do it all over again. It is too hard.

Hot water/on my knees

my favorite question is why. I want to understand

Patios and rays of light/what you’re seeking/is what you find

There is such a longing I feel right here, right now

Thank you for this warm, calm, clear sun, little breeze, little mutliple clouds in the sky moment.  I am okay.  Everything is okay.  And I have multiple possiblitlies.  I am walking slow

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