I\u2019ve lived in the condo on Wolfe for six years and the lot of those years were happy but maybe not happy enough. It\u2019s time to move on, I\u2019m done shedding tears. I\u2019ve got to get going, sorting, cleaning and packing up all of this stuff. The Mountie called and played MP3s while I sat on my floor and went through my boxes reminiscing about the past. Laughing while leafing through all these dead trees, no time to think about how I\u2019ve deliberately organized this to happen too fast. The realtor is my brother\u2019s ex-girlfriend\u2019s mother. She told me stories of Vish and Chinese tea and tied up her sign outside. Another call just two hours later; there\u2019s already a prospective buyer interested in joining this ride. More cleaning, more sorting, more going through shit. All my old interests are fading away as I concentrate on all of the new. I don\u2019t want to slow down, I don\u2019t want to quit, I want to get to the next step in my life so I can open myself up to the truth. The truth of who I really am. That I\u2019ve suppressed for so long in an effort to keep the contentment. It\u2019s silly I know but I\u2019m basically Jem: Illusory and truly, truly, truly outrageously full of resentment.<\/p>\n
There are other things too. Like my eyes. How can I let go of the blindness when it\u2019s been a part of my identity my whole life? Living with limitations is like living with lies. But a lie lived for long enough becomes your personal truth, your strength as well as your strife. Is it self-improvement or vanity that motivates me now? Is it simply a desire to be free of the pain, an admission that I\u2019ve run out of will? Does the why matter? Does the when? Does the where and how? A Romulan wouldn\u2019t ask such things, she\u2019d simply set her disruptor to kill.<\/p>\n
And there\u2019s one more thing, one more. More important than all the rest. But I\u2019m gonna go ahead and leave it vague and let you readers guess.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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