"Someday I'll walk away and be free...I'll leave without a forwarding address and walk across some barren wilderness to drop the world there. Then wander free of care like an unemployed Atlas."
May 24, 2003
The week passed in a daze...a nice kind of delirium. Have travelled to the extremes and back...walking right on the middle of my tightrope again.
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