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near(because as Mignon McLaughlin said “a successfulmarriagerelationship requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.”) perfect love letter from Anaïs Nin to Henry Miller.
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SORRY, I WAS A MILLION MILES AWAY. SOMETIMES THE CRASH OF THE WAVES IS ALMOST LIKE A LANGUAGE, DON’T YOU THINK? WHISPERS, FULL OF THE SECRETS OF THE PAST, A CODE TO BE DECIPHERED. LIFE BEGAN IN THE SEA, AFTER ALL. WHAT MYSTERIES STILL LIE IN ITS DEPTHS? WHAT ANCIENT PUZZLES CRY OUT FOR SOLUTIONS, WOULD WE BUT LISTEN? SOMETIMES AT NIGHT I DREAM OF IT. THE OCEAN, I MEAN. DISSOLVING INTO IT, MERGING WITH IT, ABANDONING THIS PRISON OF MEAT AND THE BURDEN OF SINGULAR CONSCIOUSNESS, UNMAKING MY BODY, RETURNING TO THE BOSOM OF THE DEEP.
I’M SORRY. I’VE BEEN DRINKING ALL MORNING. DO I EVEN KNOW YOU?
… WELL, THIS IS AWKWARD NOW.
Taylor Park
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