Remember, all of this is from memory. Imperfect. Fractured. Flawed by exaggeration. Skewed by individual bias, so many prejudices unconsidered, hidden between the words that we choose in these retellings. This is the mess that grey matter leaves behind: my own, the rumors that I heard the adults tell, the legends fermenting in cellars and attacks, our heroes inflated by drunken babble, the dull characters that would populate the real world suffocated by silence.
Thus doubt and suspicion sit waiting for the end of the session. Agitated
"This journal is not a mere literary diversion. The further I progress, reducing to order what my past life suggests, and the more I persist in the rigor of composition--of the chapters, of the sentences, of the book itself--the more do I feel myself hardening in my will to utilize, for virtuous ends, my former hardships. I feel their power." --Jean Genet
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