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No, I did not make a miniature bonfire out of my journal.
How is that subtle? I ask you.
If I really wanted to protest these things, I simply wouldn't write in them. Which I haven't been, but that wasn't the reasoning behind my absence as I'm writing in it now. And in any case, my distaste for them has really rather worn off. A waste of time, surely, but hardly worth the effort of complaining.
As for the state of things -- they are as they are. Somewhere in Italy there is a peach pit drying on a window sill, and it feels nothing.
How is that subtle? I ask you.
If I really wanted to protest these things, I simply wouldn't write in them. Which I haven't been, but that wasn't the reasoning behind my absence as I'm writing in it now. And in any case, my distaste for them has really rather worn off. A waste of time, surely, but hardly worth the effort of complaining.
As for the state of things -- they are as they are. Somewhere in Italy there is a peach pit drying on a window sill, and it feels nothing.