Wednesday, January 19, 2011

My Window

I am so distraught. The window on this path has been getting splashed upon every time I think I've cleaned it off. I filled with the fear of abandonment. It feels like I have peeking at my life through a window dirtied my abandonment issues. I am looking for my Windex now.

'For a woman, coming off fear is like an addict coming off drugs.' Vivian Gornick

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