More like it, says my kid, laughing. But 29th pond always fills my cup. Then maybe .. ?
Sunday, July 24, 2022
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Friday, July 08, 2022
After a month with almost no cell service, feels like I fell out of and back into Time.
If Mark were still alive, I might have walked into his house and laid down and just stayed there. He would have let me. He might not have even asked me why. He might not have said anything at all. As I swam, I had thought experiments like that.
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Saturday, July 02, 2022
leaving las vegas
But I did not want to be a priest. I was the same as most girls who wished themselves in a convent: I wanted to be where I could think, and where not just anyone could look at me.
I wanted to choose constraint and be freed by it, after constraint was all that had ever been offered to me.
Part of what you have to figure out in this life is, Who would I be if I hadn’t been frightened? What hurt me, and what would I be if it hadn’t? Priestdaddy
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