After work yesterday, MM and I went rock climbing for the first time with Faye. I am incredibly afraid of heights, and just about 2 metres up, my heart was pounding furiously, my palms were sweaty and I was pretty much on the verge of crying. But Faye and her friends were incredibly encouraging and I continued to look and climb up, ignoring the ( Read more... )

Chapter 21

"I am sitting in a downtown cafe, after, thinking. I have just spent most of an afternoon with him. Our encounters always leave me weary of the glum contentment that characterizes my life. What were those words he used that struck me? Ah, yes: "dry, yeastless factuality", "the better story". I take pen and paper out and write:

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