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May 13, 2003 16:34

Should I write more often? No, no...it's fine the way it is...

I gave a little piece of the comfort away last night...but I wouldn't have done it if I didn't know what it would mean...so that means, I know how much value actions have. You can say something a million times, but it will never mean anything if you keep going against it.

Somehow I've already started to get that comfort back, piece by piece, over and over again, a hundred times more intense and satisfying. Because I see just what kind of power a simple action can have. Take on a life of its own. And what that same comfort can be for someone else.

And this comfort is more real. I don't need it to pull me out of something empty. I'm serious when I say, no more drugs. No more alcohol. No more.

I know how much it meant.

I knew, but I did it anyway.
I can't run away from it anymore.
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