Lost my voice? Maybe. Voice, especially the written form, comes from a mental dialogue, a conversation with self.
That mental conversation was weakened in the last several months in me, so I came to know peace in some ways.
Peace by not existing in the noises of a blog, this electronic conglomeration made of words.
The downside? Things just got stretched further and further apart, like the
expansion of the universe after an initial big bang, words, stretching f u r th e r a n d f u r t h e r
a p a r t and the thought that goes with creating the words also get f u r t h e r apart and alas oh alas the
the hands that write the thoughts also become stretched away from the brain and language,
and the heart oh no the heart oh no the heart also becomes stretched away from the hand oh no the heart oh no
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