The Audacity of White Sheeting
Since you clicked on that catchy title, I’m going to share one of my secrets with you. After I tell you, you’re going to think, “that’s no secret” or “Andy is talking crazy again.” It’s not really a…
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I miss Isabelle
I lost her April 2017.
I think it is terribly hard to lose a being you love who loves you because we define ourselves by that love. So when they’re gone, a part of you is gone. Sometimes I just don’t know who I am.
Maybe that’s why everyone is looking for love? To know who they are?
It’s as if light cannot be light unless there is darkness. It is defined by the contrast. I was lovable when my beloved loved me. I am on both a slow boat and a speeding train. We get what we are.
I want to be light.
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