Friday, November 19, 2004

Untitled

I have two glasses of Coppola's Bianco under my belt and I feel like talking. But I have removed most of what I have typed. I am not ready to talk.

Things sometimes make the world seem impossible and hard. I have felt that, today for the first time in a while. But I will not be beaten down by these things. I will make them a shield that I will use to defend myself. I will not relent. I promise this to my children. I promise this to myself.

Sorry for getting personal. Sometimes it is the only way.

2 Comments:

Blogger pureplum said...

No apologies needed. Search, process, talk, don't talk. Whatever you need to do. And yes, foremost of all, don't be beaten down.

2:19 AM  
Blogger lorraine said...

They're not so separate, the personal and the political. We learn compassion and our senses of injustice from the personal, and the committed among us carry that out into the world. But the personal demands attention, so give it your attention and don't apologize.

8:12 PM  

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