10 de abril de 2011

I have to live my life...

I love people. Everybody. I love them, 
I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. 
Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation 
is raw material for me. 
My love's not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either.
 I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, 
and then come back to write about my thoughts,
 my emotions, as that person
But I am not omniscient. 
I have to live my life, and it is the only one I'll ever have. 
And you cannot regard your own life 
with objective curiosity all the time...

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