Walking Through The Circle

Thursday
February 12, 1999
Balaclava


In all that has happened over the past two years, it was hard when I lost this space as an objective or even a subjective outlet.

However inadvertently, this space has been reclaimed as my own. That feels good.

No more half stories. No more unnamed participants. No more gaps. No more selective truths.

No more writing for or in fear of other people.

I'm back walking through the circle. Instead of walking the perimiter. It feels good.



"And what is it but fragments of your own self that you would discard so that you may become free?"

Kahlil Gribran, 1923



                                     
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