Don Mann: Focusing on my Craft

Wednesday, Jul. 14, 2004 - 12:28 a.m.

To be a part of all the answers; my wish.

I'm sorry I haven't called in days. Hell, I don't even know if I'm supposed to have called...maybe I just feel guilty about it even though I shouldn't. I can't even remember whose decision is was for things to be like this, maybe everything happened too fast or I said the wrong thing. If you're in trouble I wish I could have saved you. If you're doing fine I wish I could lift you up even more. If your name starts with J I probably love you, will love you, or have loved you before.

Nothing makes a bitter end sweet like a new beginning immediately afterward.

It's easier to get forgiveness than permission.

I wish I was special to make you a little more ordinary.

I wish I didn't have to see the circles in every square, and the line in every curve.

I don't want to be stagnant, or stationary, but I'm worried if who I am tomorrow will stil feel the way I do now.

I don't want you to ever be certain I won't be there.

I want to die alone.

I don't want to die.

I spend a little time each day hoping the pain I feel will be balanced by pleasure someday.

I want to be understood without being obvious.

I want to create without inadvertently destroying.

I want to destroy who you see to reveal who I am.

I hate my habits.

I love spontaneity.

I love life, and all of its limitations...

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