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In the future I will not try to be happy. Sadness is already too much of a burden. I cannot add loss to it again.
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I just discovered that I have a large number of messages in some sort of Tumblr-inbox. I cannot, however, seem to reply to any of them. Tumblr claims that I do not have access to the ability to reply to my own messages.
Please accept my apologies and please send me an email. I will respond.
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It struck him as somewhat maudlin, but he wished to himself that he had never written anything. He knew that she was out there, somewhere, disposing of the things that were now too hateful and heavy to keep around. He imagined her in different places, pushing memories into the sea, letting feeling deliquesce in the night, trying to let old and outmoded abstractions like love appear in her hands so that she could take them apart piece by piece.
But how do you take back a word that you’ve already written into the world? How do you let it die?
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A reader recently dropped this in my inbox, noting that her friend “mentioned printing it out and hanging it in his apartment. I did him one better, and made it a poster. I thought maybe you’d like to see it, so here you go.”
For any of you interested in one of your own, a high-resolution PDF can be found at: http://www.mediafire.com/?cx9wytz8824tsq9
Thanks Becki.
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