Posted by HBM.
I have a secret. I can whisper this secret to you, my friends, because that's what we do down here. Tell secrets. Share stories.
I told a story over here, at my sweet friend Leah's house. I'm a little embarassed by it - a lot embarassed by it, tho' the embarassment is bracing, and good - which is why I'm only whispering about it, here, in the dim light and shaggy comfort of the Basement. It's a story from when I was young, very young; from when I didn't know any better, as they say. From when I was striving to know better - about love, about life - and was confused. It's almost painful to look at, but it's honest, and it is - it was - me.
Go, see, and tell me what you think.
But be gentle.
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Wednesday, August 08, 2007
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