Drenched to the Bone

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we're posies not outies

i think the cosmos said: "hey! i hear yu mai nicca!" when they identified with this. i was going to put the following in an email to krinks but since it's so relevant, here is more nicking-off stuff:

i want to go because i want to expedite change. to put transformative distance between excitement and where i am now. excitement that is grey and unchartered, that will scare the shit out of me. and only thousands of kilometres will do.

will my little nuts stand up to becoming so deliberately estranged?
"over there" you have more to prove, and i want to be a success in starting over. i know along the way there will be defeats. but i want more smooth than rough, and i'll draw the limit at some point equidistant from failure and success.

i'm going to get tired of thinking and talking about this. hopefully at that stage i will be eating cashews in a window seat on my chosen form of long distance transport going, going, gone.

11:54 p.m. - friday, nov. 26, 2004

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