4 March 2008

#16 10/12/04 -- 3/4/08

#16 10/12/04 — 3/4/08

32*. How life slips away…the last page. This journal starting on 0ct. 12 of that year when I thought I’d be alone forever, and you, you were not in my life, as other 0ct. 12ths, but still were in the sense that I was to still hear your voice —  at least. Now, in Texas, I work on my thesis, made of you and think: weakness. To be made weak.

March 4 is my birthday. I was 32 in 2008.

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