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don't despair, organize my notebooks lay splayed on the table, baring lists of words in no particular order, and dates numbered and forgotten. as much as i long to check things off and write out every endeavor, i have not set down so much as a syllable in days. i have been having to forgive myself my slow return to normalcy from a suspended state wherein it was necessary, for a time, to not do. now the blank eyes of my daily planner stare at me longing for the stroke of my hand lifting the page, for the saturation of ink that spells the future like a destiny rather than a dream. posted by anna kiss @ 2/21/2008 01:26:00 AM |
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