May 2012
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thankful for...
the sunshine
the layer of blacker skin that coats me now the day is done
the love i get from the neighbors and community people in brooklyn, usa
rooms to move between
lessons that don’t always feel good in their receiving, but will prove worthy along life’s way
the piles of clothes that have done me well for so long and will soon leave me for better closets
excess
humility
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i don't believe He's brought me this far to leave... →
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I'll be interested in seeing how this pans out -... →
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i used to tell stories
then i started to worry about who would read them and how they would take me telling stories that touched more than one life (mainly theirs)
so i started to silence myself because i didn’t want to hurt anyone - make anyone feel targeted or insecure or lonelier than they already did
and then in my silence my thoughts keep running and thinking and wondering and imagining and...
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what i just read: [baldwin] →
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“Thirty [years old]. And I was alone, had been for a while, and might be for a while, but it no longer frightened me the way it had. I was discovering something terrifyingly simple: there is absolutely nothing I could do about it. I was discovering this in the way, I suppose, that everybody does, but having tried, endlessly, to do something about it. You attach yourself to...
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