the secret (excerpts)
I've sort-of removed this category from my blog, and yet not. It can be found if you're clever enough, curious enough or simply lucky enough to stumble upon it. It's safe to say that each of us has a secret. And this is mine.
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You know what I am. Still I forget from time to time.
(September 6, 2007)
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Here's the thing. I'm thirty five fucking years old, but I still haven't figured this shit out.
(September 5, 2006)
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When I was a little boy, my father told me that some day, it'd be okay. "Some day," he said, "there will be an operation that will fix it. Some day, I'll take you to Will's Eye Hospital. It's the best in the world for eyes, and they'll fix it." And thus began the waiting.
(August 15, 2006)
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It was a date. We were walking. And talking. And then bang.
(January 21, 2006)
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I wanted to tell him... no! Really! I can't see the ringmaster. I can't see the animals. I can't see the clowns. Instead, I fought to chase down the giant lump in my throat.
(January 2, 2006)
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I'll speak in clever phrases, leading the conversation where I need it to go, and you will do your part. Without realizing it, you will provide the necessary details.
(December 14, 2005)
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I looked at her, but really, I was looking through her. 'As if you could do anything' I thought. 'Be more clueless lady - I dare you.' I told her everything was fine though we both knew it to be a lie.
(May 24, 2005)
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She kicked off the suicide parade at both of the high schools we attended. She was a popular girl - so when she tried [wink wink] to kill herself, well, naturally, the other popular girls tried it too. None of them tried hard enough though, and I think that's a shame.
(May 9, 2005)
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I see so much beauty in those skyscrapers - those buildings which draw my eyes into the sky. I can look at the same building a million times and still find something new to enjoy. I look at people the same way. There's beauty there. The trick is to find it.
(February 20, 2005)
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Adding a few details missing from the "Yes, I Am" post from a few days ago.
(February 20, 2005)
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Amazing. I can write about the death of my father, but not this. What does that say about me? I don't know.
(February 18, 2005)
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