The Middle
...of somewhere.
Something comes between the beginning and the end. Here I am in the middle of my life, in the middle of a story with a forgotten beginning and an uncertain ending. This middle period is fraught with fear and lacks the clarity of a classic novel or an old movie. Thus each morning I summon wise spirits to show me the way forward. The one on my left says, Fear nothing that dissolves in water. The one on my right says, You become what you love.
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- Jonah · March 27‹ AmbiguityPrey ›