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May 30, 2010
it makes no sense to mourn the passing of a month's worth of days. i try not to latch on to the time as it goes. i try not to get sad about fun times that have come and gone. i try not to want things at all. because when you get what you want, you tend to want the opposite. it's less about the objects of desire, more about the habit of desiring that we become so accustomed to. it is a trap that is difficult to escape. so i will breathe, again and again, until may is gone.