Thursday, August 27, 2015


I feel pressure everywhere.

There is pressure to walk a fine wire, greased with WD-40. destined to slip and fall and get sliced open on the way down. I'm done feeling like this. I'm jumping off before I start. There's a new road I'm going to embark. I don't know where it is yet or where it's going to lead me. I'll construct it as I go.

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