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Lonely malls, Voldemort, and motorized wheelchairs

51. Today, I am outing myself. Again. I am omega lonely. I am my own lonely archive. I am the material I have accumulated. And I say this in happy-humiliation. Where has this realization come from? Well, the easy answer … Continue reading

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Not my own memoir

13. By way of waking up today I dreamt in memoir. Literally. I lay in bed sleeping but kinda stirring and wrote the beginning pages of what will never actualize, but seemed pretty clearly, my memoir. My first line was: … Continue reading

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