Shadowed soul
Darkest night
Who can bring me
Back to light
Long days
Heart aches
Tears fall
Dawn breaks
Alone.
Cherice Montgomery, November 21, 2007
Bombarded by a steady stream of data, demands, and decisions, she felt fragmented—uncertain of herself and even less certain of her place in the current universe. She wished that a pause button would induce a state of suspended animation, creating a conceptual place outside the fabric of space-time where she could recompose herself. In that space she would collect and consider pieces of herself. She would sift, sort, synthesize, reshape, and revise her thoughts, her life, and herself there.
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Wednesday, November 21, 2007
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