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They both carried sadness
You’ve got to walk that lonesome valley, you’ve got to walk it by yourself
Whole careers can become reduced to a single snapshot
You can die of cosiness
The beauty in the ugly
I get asked a question I answered yesterday.
Then I have a conversation for 30 minutes and am asked to put it into an email.
Am I just talking to myself?
Repetition doesn’t really exist. Have you ever had that situation where someone plays a loop of a little bit of language? Something like ‘something like’ and then after a little while you’re hearing ‘sunlight’ or ‘am I light’ or ‘light me up’ the meaning keeps changing. So obviously you know it’s not changing, it’s you who are changing
Who are these people?
It’s not for me
Reflection
