Thursday, June 19, 2003
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Sometimes I don't know what I want, really. I view the world as one big pile of mess. It is imperfect, yet alluring in some ways. You will fumble your way around, hit obstacles that impede your progress. But you'll pick yourself up eventually, and find your place in the grand scheme of things. Ecstasy? You bet.
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