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The days continue to pass. But with every one, there's something more. Another voice. A touch. Even if it's faint... Even the tiniest seed can grow; until glorious.
I feel more like myself today.
[Private//Visible to those close to him]
What am I, independent of that which made me? If there exists an ego, as in any other being, would it stray? Am "I" separate from "me?" The "me" shaped only by my experiences... is that... real?
But... you know. I think--I learned.
Even that's something.
I've never really felt this way before.
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...Thank you.
I won't stand aside anymore.
[ooc; Rowan-bb, anytime you'd like to do... er, what is now a teeny bit of a backlog, I'll be ready. :D Just say the word. ♥]
I feel more like myself today.
[Private//Visible to those close to him]
What am I, independent of that which made me? If there exists an ego, as in any other being, would it stray? Am "I" separate from "me?" The "me" shaped only by my experiences... is that... real?
But... you know. I think--I learned.
Even that's something.
I've never really felt this way before.
[/private]
...Thank you.
I won't stand aside anymore.
[ooc; Rowan-bb, anytime you'd like to do... er, what is now a teeny bit of a backlog, I'll be ready. :D Just say the word. ♥]