Saturday 20th September 2014

I feel as though the last shreds of the thin fiction that keeps me safe in the world have drifted away. Everything is clearer now but also raw to the touch. Thankfully I am working on a new fiction in which to clothe myself. It starts with the line “I feel as though the last shreds of the thin fiction that keeps me safe in the world have drifted away.”

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