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June 3, 2004
June 3, 2004 I am a reluctant sort. Reluctant to accept the good, it's not good enough, and the bad, I need to control, push it away, deny, deny, deny, and think, this isn't supposed to happen, and why is this happening? I want to be less reluctant, open to good and bad. Today's reluctant musings can be seen as redundant, because what the fuck, aren't we supposed to be perfect, isn't that achievement. Don't tell me differently. I don't want to hear it. I'm reluctant to hear about it. Hear about the myth of perfection. I bet even you think you're perfect.