Un fin, por favor

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I think I forget sometimes that life isn't split into neat little "I achieved this in this time" sections. I tend to group me becoming an older and more wizened person by the traditional landmarks - end of wearing braces, end of high school, end of my virginity, end of being an illegal drinker - instead of the less obvious but perhaps more

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[axehands]

Journal posts ARE pathetic. Very rarely will you find a LJ or a DJ that's not some kind of theme and not filled with angst-ridden thoughts. It's an outlet. (Heck, I still post in mine just so I'm not ranting and raving at other people... I just figured I'd make it all private because nobody needs to read about my shit.)

If you're going to make a new blog for your writing, be sure to let me know about it. You write well... Goddamn you.

[anonymous]

I hope this doesn't mean you're not opening a new one somewhere, because I'll miss your writing - I already do - and because in making a new Kate, or discovering the one that's left after all of these experiences you've been pulled through lately, and all the things you've done for yourself, writing helps, in my experience.

I know exactly what you mean about being restricted by the self you once were. I felt that way all the way through high school, and I'm feeling that way a bit now, with this whole breakup and all the other drama (I'm sort of seeing someone and it's driving H. nuts) - but the way to fight that is to define yourself, Emerson-style, day by day, without the fear of hypocrisy or contradiction.

In a phrase, no one can embarrass you without your consent.

Looking forward to coffee in a few weekends!
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