Thursday, August 16, 2012

I lied about wanting to be alone.  Or, I didn’t know.  Sometimes you get something you thought you wanted and then you are like, ‘Hmm…maybe not’ or, ‘maybe, but not like this’ or, ‘maybe, but just a little at a time.”  Then it becomes scary because what if everything you want, you get and then it’s not what you wanted after all.  That would mean everything you are living for, striving towards, is a false front. An empty treasure chest you paid people to help you retrieve. etc. yeah. 

Here is a story I wrote published in a nice issue of TheFiddleback. 

That is all I’m giving you. That is more than you want. 

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