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Long time no see.

Good to have you back.

At the centre of my very soul, there you were.

Hello, me.

When you’re away, I go looking for you.

In poetry and prose, interests and hobbies - and when I don’t find you there, I go searching within myself.

In the centre of my very soul, there you are.

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La dolce vita (1961), dir. Federico Fellini

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What ifs, what thens, I need to do this, I need to do that.

For what? For why? For who? Am I doing it for me? Am I doing it for everyone else?

Things have been so up in the air, and I’ve been juggling them just fine - when will I drop something? Will someone be there to pick it up?

Life is so much easier and simpler and better when you have someone to do it with.

Good Lord, I miss him.

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I cannot force my writing. It is as willful and as independent as I am myself. I have to let it come.

August 15, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]

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“We all need to carry our suffering through life”

Do I? Why?

I have suffered and I refuse to sit in it, carry it, hoping someone else will come and save me and take it from my shoulders.

I am my own redemption.

Does that mean I didn’t take a day, a week, to sort through me and my feelings, my baggage? No. I took my time, I’m taking my time, but I make damn sure that I get up and take life by the balls. Telling life that I’m leaving this lot behind.

I will not be held captive by some bullshit about trauma. So fucking what? Everyone has some sort of trauma - it’s called life! Feel your pain, own your scars, learn from it, grow from it, educate the world about it, but stop suffering for it.

Stop throwing your life away because you’re too afraid to get back up and go at it again.

Start showing some resilience.

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I wish

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My delightful, my love, my life, I don’t understand anything: how can you not be with me?

13 August 1924 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

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Virginia Woolf, from The Complete & Collected Works of Virginia Woolf; "22 Hyde Park Gate,"

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