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Post by MATTHEW GRAY on Oct 5, 2012 23:32:04 GMT -5
No one is going to find this.
I promise. Those who do...well...good luck. Seems like I managed to suck you into this without meaning to, but the internet is a large anonymous place where I can safely tuck this little...memoir.
First things first, you are not alone. If you are anything like me, the moment you read that you will start to tear up, and your head will begin to pound. Sometimes you may look at the world, ask yourself one of those questions that really makes you think, and this will happen. Not as badly, perhaps you won't start to tear up.
But now you will. You are not alone. You start to tear up, and this is a bad - or good - sign, depending on how you want to view the situation.
Now that that's over, think about this. When you look behind you, does anything behind you, really exist? You spend your time viewing what is in front of you, soaking it in and interpreting it the way you normally do. But when you sit alone in a quiet place, where your mind is empty and realizations start to slip into view, does anything directly not in view even exist?
I feel like I'm getting ahead of myself. This was supposed to be sort of an introduction.
My name is Dahlia. And right now, I'm being Hunted.
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