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For who knows how long.
At first it was 28 years,
then three months,
then another nine or so months,
then maybe a few more years.

Off to explore
and start
and get paid for stringing syllables together.
That sounds cool.
To get paid for something like that.
To fund the things you love
even more.

Here are some pictures from parts of the journey via nataliefielding
Many more to come

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Two tone

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Sometimes I spoke in Spanish because I wanted to say things
Without actually saying them in a way I understood.
And maybe most people wouldn't know that I was sad
Or hurt
Or wondering how I was going to do it all.
And so escribí (I wrote).
But a very good thing about God is
He's bilingual
And well before the thoughts had swirled around long enough inside of me
And my head
He had heard them
Or understood them.
He had worked out a way
For me to be happy
And healed
And to do all the things that I can do

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A Shorter Story

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be good
and kind
and try your very hardest
to be happy
and smile when somebody passes you by
on the street
or the train
or the steps down underground
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finding a way

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There was a time when I was afraid I had heard all the good music.
to be heard
in the world.
drunk it all in
every moment. 
Started with The Beatles
and Thanksgiving day parades switching channels between 
anthology specials 
and big bright balloons.
Started with a tape deck, borrowed mixes, double discs, "michelle ma belle"
and oldies 94.1 because it was safe.
Turned into Rock n' Roll, high school, concerts so hot the sweat took two cotton shirts to stop. 
road trips
seatlbelts (because they were safe)
no hotel (because they were expensive)
loud rock
bass lines that moved you, because there was no other route to the back of the room.
lost keys from joon's pockets
lost and found visits 
It was not all good
but it was good.
and I got older
and one day I was sad because maybe, I thought, I'd heard all the good music in the world
I wasn't wiser
then I heard sprawl II
and For Emma, Forever Ago
and beach baby
and I cried
sometimes it was late at night in my car driving home, feeling the drain of everyday life. Sometimes it was in bed with headphones on. Sometimes it was at the end of a very good movie.
Because music will never go quietly into that dark night. 
And I realized there was a metaphor in here for life
if I could just find a way to write it out.

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Getting older

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And achey legs.
When the foundation is good
Everything else is too.
Life is.
And reading subway poetry
Lights up your world.
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