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It is hallowe'en. It feels like a holiday, like I shouldn't be at work, like I should be at home, or out wandering the streets.
I've been reading the livejournals of a few old HS pals this afternoon. I'm feeling a bit nostalgic, feeling ripples of the kid I was back then.
It's so odd, how much has changed since then. In some ways, i've peeled back the layers of protection, the ancient scars, and let them heal properly. I've stopped cowering and discovered strength.
I learned what my mutant super power is. I figured out that the thing I once held as the central, unchangeable law in my life, was wonderfully wrong.
I've been reading the livejournals of a few old HS pals this afternoon. I'm feeling a bit nostalgic, feeling ripples of the kid I was back then.
It's so odd, how much has changed since then. In some ways, i've peeled back the layers of protection, the ancient scars, and let them heal properly. I've stopped cowering and discovered strength.
I learned what my mutant super power is. I figured out that the thing I once held as the central, unchangeable law in my life, was wonderfully wrong.
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