I Promise.

News of mom’s condition did eventually make it to the ears of a few other people. The resistance in the first place to sharing that information, at least in part, had to do with how the people who heard the news would react. Especially the bit that involves them then making their way here in […]

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Anansi.

When I started this entry I had a lot more to say. I felt a lot more passionate about exploring the idea of feeling sentimental, and watching that feeling get pissed on by T1 (see ‘So Pretty. So Ugly.‘). I guess in the end it’s not something I am really feeling put out by ~ […]

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In Tention.

We’d picked up some warm drinks from Mc’Donalds and made our way to an area somewhere close to where we’d be living in the not too distant future. I pulled the car up on to the pavement facing an empty field, and off in the distance we could watch as they continued to work on […]

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