I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love.
I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love.
Isn't it possible, he wondered, for one person to love another without trying to own each other Or is that buried so deep in our genes that we can never get it out Territoriality. My wife. My friend. My lover. My outrageous and annoying computer personality who's about to be shut off at the behest of a half-crazy girl with OCD on a planet that I never heard of and how will I live without her when she's gone.
But in the meantime I became accustomed to the writing life and it would be hard to change now - partly because of the salary cut if I went to my other love, teaching; and partly because I still have stories to tell, even though it isn't all that fun doing the work anymore.
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