I am writing for myself and strangers. This is the only way that I can do it... Gertrude Stein

12/07/2004

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Has This Ever Happened to You?

My eyes just fell to a piece of paper by the keyboard that had red scrawls all over it and I felt a vague sense of dread, because red scrawls mean that I need to fix something... I looked at the paper a couple of times. It took several times before I realized that it was MY handwriting on the page. I had made the corrections. But for the longest time, I didn't look at it as anything that I had ever seen before.

Boy, how out of it was I yesterday?

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