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December 15, 2002
A simple wait and a simple breath can at times seem ever so complex; a thousand flashing moments zoom into the couch as if relaxation never existed. So tense and so zoned out like trying to own the occurrence, and after a slight interval where time to ponder what is going on is granted, bitterness becomes sweet and seems to send the whole scene into some weird reversal, where you all of a sudden become me and I become you. In no way could such a thing be consciously driven, I swear that this moment exits out of all involved...so?