303/ August 12, 2011 - Instructions for the individual who finds herself without a north

Heart, be fair. Be light and fleeting like the wind shutting a door in the middle of an afternoon meant for quiet reading. Shut the door for good. Be brave like darkness. Be brave like those traversing darkness. Heart, be fair, be light, be brave.
“we could bring the pick-up and bring pillows and lie down at the back and look up and not touch and just talk and talk and you can say anything and i will listen and not touch you because i am sorry for touching you so/too much the other night, i think it was wrong of me as long as formal rules of ex-ness are considered, and i do apologize for that.”
Should apologies be more visceral than love? What makes an act sorry, what constitutes a criteria to forgive? Heart, are you willing— to be brave and light and most of all, fair?
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(Three-Six-Five in words: here and here)
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