Entry: not my hands Tuesday, October 20, 2009



I want a vacation, alone.

It's not like I've been working too hard, it's just, my mind has...

I need to go touring Elizabeth Gilbert's style.

It's just, I'm tired of seeking this thing that won't come, I'm sick of waiting for things to appear, and encourage them to appear and when they don't, get upset,

I don't want that, it happens each time, and I'm sick of it.

So here's what I'm going to do.

Nothing.

It's in their hands now.

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