It is so plain that, before we can live in the present, we must first redeem the past, and have done with it; and it is only by suffering that we can redeem it, only by strenuous, unremitting toil. Understand that. - Chekhov {the cherry orchard}
the snow has already found means to seep into my flesh, even though it refuses to stick to the grass, and the trees, and other select things. my eyelashes being an exception. which lit me up when i saw them just resting on the black little strings that seel my eyelids when i got into the car. the heat melted them away. into my pores. i adore that
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its ineveitable, maybe just a distraction from myself. but that is selfish, and i know its not true. my friend told me not to worry last night, he told me its human nature, and not to worry unless it gets real bad. but i know it wont.
that i tend to destroy anything good that comes into my life. or rather... watch it walk away.
its always in the goodbye, i need training of some sort, to know what to say and when to say it. and how. things get misinterpretted so easily. and i cant spell let alone speak .