Fragments from an entry unfinished from 06/02/2005:
We’re always too late for ourselves.
So many of us put so much pressure on ourselves to remain the same person, to maintain the same identity. The joy (and the burden) of human existence is our freedom to change, a freedom we are given, but a freedom we cannot avoid.
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