My Shoes
My Shoes
 

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"Those are your shoes. These are my shoes..."
-Slug
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"'Come to the edge,' he said.
They said, 'We are afraid.'
'Come to the edge,' he said.
They came.
He pushed them...
And they flew."
-Guillaume Apollinaire



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becoming
2002-11-16 9:33 p.m.

Well, it's been a long time since I've roamed these parts. But that's nothing new. Life happens faster than I can update this thing. *shrugs*

So I'm one semester closer to graduating. Strange and somewhat scary thing. I started this diary my freshman year of college. As I near the end of my junior year, I evaluate the space that exists between then and now. That space spans the gap of my making. I realize that I have become me. Continually. Each waking moment, each passing day, yesterday...I become me. My soul fleshes out. And it feels good.

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