Journals

Box People are people who live in Boxes, and never come out. Quite simple really. Since they live in boxes and never come out, they can’t see what’s outside the Box, as their Box has no windows. Since their Box also has no door, nobody can come inside a Box Person’s Box. The inside of…

or,ascloseas. ________________________________________ The above was written spontaneously (or, as so as you can with this type of writing), in the midst of some unacquantied but rather familiar feeling. It’s an attempt to record, and hence keep forever, a flicker of happiness in myself. Wether or not it has been effective i have yet to be…

I have a memory of a girl who would bend any which way i desired. I hurt her. Another who could make me feel like the most important person on earth, who could hold me so nothing could hurt, who, despite everything in her mind and in her world, would always find time for me.