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Correspondence

Updated: May 20

Our correspondence are momentary constructs in time like

a lego set with an inevitable d

e

m

i

s

e.

The period of construction can be quite satisfying

when the right pieces

cometogether and gradually take

l

a

c

i

s

y

h

p


shape.

Shift from the conceptual to the tangible

is not a

s_t_r_a_i_g_h_t_f_o_r_w_a_r_d

undertaking. Though pre-fabricated instructions that d-i-c-t-a-t-e

a

sequence

of

actions

can seem comforting

like a warm bed with its layers of blankets that have been e a g e r l y

w a i t i n g

for its Goldilocks to JUMP in,

another's formula is not necessarily our PANACEA.

Another's place is not necessarily o.u.r. place.

Another's i D e A s are not necessarily best

for me.

Or you.

or us.


//////////////////////////


We will find our S P A C E.

We will find our

W

A

Y.

I will find: MY words.

And when I do, I shall send them to you

on the tail of the closest comet

that they may ^^^^ LIGHT ^^^^ up the sky

to s i m p l y say......................


I

LOVE

YOU.


 
 
 

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