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Sunday, July 30

Sellout

You've made me take a few steps back, back down, become less than myself. Why do you need to crop my wings? As usual, I fly too high for those around me. As usual, I want what I cannot have. My thirst for life is perceived as aggressive. I do not understand. What's wrong with wanting to live now instead of tomorrow?

Saturday, July 22

They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling, unable to communicate.
William Golding

Thursday, July 20

I'd rather take your hand and go along with you on this sinuous path that we don't know where it leads or even if it leads anywhere than be alone on my straight and safe way.
And I think this may as well be the definition of love.

Monday, July 17

Droll thing life is—that mysterious arrangement of merciless logic for a futile purpose. The most you can hope from it is some knowledge of yourself—that comes too late—a crop of unextinguishable regrets.
Joseph Conrad 

Thursday, July 13

Verbless

Am ajuns la litera C.
candid
candidoză
cândva
cântar
cântec
Putem trăi și fără verbe.

Monday, July 10

Not yet

Nu am terminat de citit dicționarul. Mă împiedic într-un cuvânt. Mă obsedează o virgulă.
Virgulele îmi țin răsuflarea.
Încă nu pun punct

Friday, July 7

He who has a why to live can bear almost any how.
Friedrich Nietzsche