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Saturday, January 7, 2006, 11:36 am

The absence of a thing is also a thing.

Today is one of those non-verbal days. Today is one of those days when I can’t find the words. My life has been swinging from agony to ecstasy and back again for so long, for so many weeks now, that I’m at my limit. I feel like I’ve been shaken so hard that my parts have started to come loose. I’ve been cracked and fractured and patched back together and broken again.

My heart is aching, and my spirit is weary.

Today I have nothing to write.

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