05 November 2007

jury's still out


Elvgren, 1950s (?)

Dear Diary,

Day 17
Still no answer. Somewhere out there a pool of people decide my fate. Faces of stone, no indication of direction. The waiting is exhausting, infuriating. At the same time--I am resigned to my destiny. Finding it difficult to care what happens next. Trying to hold on, trying to care.

The verdict must come eventually... (mustn't it?)

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