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stutter steps and I may have made the mistake of connecting too soon, in the midst of the ethereal inspirations and creative fantasies... it is sometimes the case that the fall is interrupted by logic or reality and while that can be sad in some ways, it can meerly be part of the creative process... with the previous entry another fall begins, another fantasy of feeling for someone I only imagine based on reading words online... it is for us to decide together whether the purer fantasies are more fun or worthwile than the fantasies injected prematurely with reality, if there is to be any comparison or value judgment at all... perhaps each creative experience is to be enjoyed as is, without comparison (even if comparison gives us something more to talk about)... in any case, this is what I do with my heart energy while there is no romance in the physical life offline... to fend off the loneliness and potential despair, I dream of the fall until the dream comes true... so this fall is different from the last time when eight entries followed... after all, all I want to do is fall in love... perhaps the bigger question is... is love in any form ever a mistake?... I say... not if love is true...
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |