5 October 2003 (Sunday)

sorry, my pockets are empty

I have only so many words in me, at any given time, and these days I've been handing most of them out to private parties. Handwritten letters to my parents, emails to friends, conversations with Soren, jotted thoughts in my private diary. There aren't many words left for The Last Embassy.

There is also the problem of visibility. I'm startled now, reading back at what I dared to write in the beginning. Of course, that was when I thought I was anonymous, read by close friends and maybe a fellow blogger or two. Now I feel like I want to be careful. I don't want to give anyone away, including myself, though I'm sure it's patently obvious to anyone who cares to investigate a little. This, too, narrows down the supply of possible words.

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