December 2011
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I pay. I sit. I listen (most times). And, of course, NATURALLY, you bore me. Isn’t that the way it goes? You set out to find something and it remains hidden. It isn’t until you are wandering, stumbling even, that you happen upon the heart’s innermost desires.
I am distracted, tired, weary, and yet in front of you wide eyed. I am searching, uncertain and undeniably curious. I am...
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