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Anxiety reveals the nothing.
Because it feels creepy to have my disembodied voice on the internet without a face that goes with it.
I need to start sleeping better.
Posted on January 12, 2010
This is about loss-- of the people we love and the people we used to be. This is about letting go and growing up. This is about Janie. This is about the ocean.
This is a work of fiction. It is a place to help me write my story-- my internet notebook.
Some of the posts tell a (somewhat) cohesive narrative. These posts are numbered. Click here if you'd like to start reading the narrative from the beginning.
Other posts are things I find that are inspiring to the story-- things my character would like if she were a real, live, living girl. -N
