JUST WHEN I THINK I HAVE LEARNED THE WAY TO LIVE, LIFE CHANGES AND I AM LEFT THE SAME AS I BEGAN. THE MORE THINGS CHANGE THE MORE I AM THE SAME. IT APPEARS THAT MY LIFE IS A CONSTANT IRONY OF MATURITY AND REGRESSION, BUT MY SENSE OF PROGRESS IS BASED ON THE ILLUSION THAT THINGS OUT THERE ARE GOING TO REMAIN THE SAME AND THAT, AT LAST, I HAVE GAINED A LITTLE CONTROL. BUT THERE WILL NEVER BE MEANS TO ENDS, ONLY MEANS. AND I AM MEANS. I AM WHAT I STARTED WITH, AND WHEN IT IS ALL OVER I WILL BE ALL THAT IS LEFT OF ME.
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