| | i miss the idea of "me."
that's not to say that i feel like the current "i" is a disaster...
it's just that the "me" i used to know was different.. there were ideals, dreams, aspirations, passion, love.
and sometimes, in comparison, "i" feels a bit too proper, practical, -and dare i say- unreal.
and it's perhaps what great writers have pointed out- jonathan franzen, james joyce, salinger, dostoevsky, hoffman, fitzgerald.. and all other great writers, really. the sense of loss. thrown into an abyssmal state where you truly are unknown.
somewhere along the line, i suppose that the cautions that had branded an imprint in my forehead disappeared. the ones that i thought would be irrevocable. but things that have a shape, regardless of its reality,
break.
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