Nobody ever seems to remember life is a game we play
31 July 2007 at 4:56 pm

The things I can't talk about right now are absolutely eating me up. I've been writing in my physical journal, something I loathe because I type about a thousand times faster than I write, but the aggression and frustration of the situation are much more satisfying to get out on paper anyway. Writing can be a very physical activity if you're in the right mood.

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Hi. Morgan, 27, of Santa Barbara, CA. I am a hypocritical admirer of rhetoric (when it is my own) and an observer of literary trends. A secret: I don't take anything very seriously, and that includes myself.