Every journey into the past is complicated by delusions, false memories, false namings of real events -A.Rich
adventures in crete
Growing up, I always felt different. I didn't quite fit in. I did try.
I had an epiphany in my early teens. I was perched on a roof with George Johnson, surveying manicured lawns that metaphorically revealed all I abhorred: conformity, containment, expectation. And through this I discovered that one could actually choose what one...
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