"The force that through the green fuse drives the flower, drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees is my destroyer." -- Dylan Thomas
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
I am suffering from soul displacement today. It started Sunday night, and as time and distance has become more attenuated, the disjoint deepens. I am not whole, nor do I expect to be anytime soon. gah
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