It is during the walk home, appropriately, that I at last manage to articulate my complicated relationship with stillness.
Stillness and I stand at the edges of forests, at the entrances of museums, just off the elevator, just to the side of persuasion. I will say to stillness, let us go further, and see what lies beyond our vision. And stillness
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~Not a Pretty Girl
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