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instead, the words i find to embellish them grow themselves into strange little monstrosities. a moment of doubt. how to be so very ordinary in this extraordinary world. or the opposite. it depends on the weather. a moment of clarity. in which i come to a realization that i haven't really moved on. instead, the reasons i find to explain my motives have reproduced themselves so many times i drown in mimicry. ah. i seem to have found an entry point into all this postmodern bullshit. does it really matter anyway? these thoughts have become untranslatable to the nearest and dearest. perhaps this is what it means, isolation... that the 'who' of you is barred always, from the 'who' of everybody else. ah. not just postmodern. all of life kind of bullshit. this is me flexing literary chops. determination and doubt are two sides of the same coin. i'll be okay. Labels: academia, musing, personal |