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August 14, 2008
One matures. This will go on forever. Forever look back at yourself and think now I know better. There is freedom, and than you discover the real constraints. Life is a cage, it turns out. Bigger or smaller, the rubber walls you have been mistaking for parents/school/chores turn out to stretch much further. But they are there. Sometimes they come so close, squeeze the breath out of you. The black walls, always on the horison. The most beautiful view is never clear of them, because they live in you by now. Perhaps when you look into yourself, there...