true in all possible worlds

kurt

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08 nov 2005 :: 03:15am

looking out my window on sunday i saw police with guns drawn on the street below.

that and a phone call from a friend a few minutes later was all it took to make it the bleakest day i have felt in years.

i want badly to fix things. the kind of fixing that asks forgiveness to avert her eyes. i couldn't sleep last night for it.

when i was young, my dad said:

"life's not fair son."

naively i replied:

"but we can make it fair."