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I am alive.
Sorry I'm late.
Rereading my own old posts, it hurts a little. It's pleasant, in some ways, but I've always been powerfully vulnerable to nostalgias for imagined pasts. It reminds me that I used to be made of bone before I was made of smoke.
I'm somebody else now. Smoke and mirrors. I don't talk like I used to. I don't know what to say to you. I'm not sure I know who you are, or if I ever did.
I live somewhere else, not too far away from where I used to live. It's possible I may move again. I look different. I cut my hair short when I lost one woman, and then grew it out again to make love to another. It's just about long enough to tie back now.
She was different. She had hair like mine, and eyes unlike mine, and she liked to bite. It didn't work out, either.
I grew a beard. I wear glasses now. I've learned that I believe in some things less than I thought that I did. I've discovered that, when push comes to shove, the things that I do are a little different from what I might have thought.
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