February 2012
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i wanted the idyllic glossiness of our life (more accurately, the fulfilled promise of that life) returned to me.
i wanted another chance. but i could only express this wish to myself. what i needed to do was put it into action and prove that i hadn’t dropped out,
that i hadn’t killed the buzz,
that i could rejuvenate.
i needed to prove somehow i could shift out of the slow lane.
i was still...
