This is some sort of letter to Aaron
even though I'm publishing it on the internet.
It's hard to be out in the open.
It's hard to be yourself.
When you don't know who that is.
I talk to God all the time.
Whether I like it or not.
It's my heaven and it's my hell.
Right here right now.
Where I'm trapped.
When to listen to God could mean believing in him.
And believing in God means doing what he says.
That means being with someone else?
Work is the places that you go to when you want to punish yourself for not following your dream.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
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