I think it's that I want people with me instead of straddling the fence--that place where people quietly pretend. It's hard to know where people stand these days.
Friday, May 01, 2009
Standing
Too much change and loss all at once. I want to grieve, but I wonder what it is that I'm grieving. Unable to give it a name. Unable to quantify or qualify or bullshitify.
I think it's that I want people with me instead of straddling the fence--that place where people quietly pretend. It's hard to know where people stand these days.
I think it's that I want people with me instead of straddling the fence--that place where people quietly pretend. It's hard to know where people stand these days.
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