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Daily Archives: April 23, 2006
On the Professional Diarist
There must be something more to it, some sense behind the scenes, a glimpse of meaning not quite shared, or else my mind’s not keen enough to understand the point of merely keeping track of each new day’s minutiae; the … Continue reading
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Tagged communication, diaries, journals, living, pointlessness, relationships, writing
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