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The Thing
I need to find the thing I am good at.
I have something wonderful inside, waiting to be said. It has not been easy. Spanish guitar, cake design, lyrics for lullabies. I really shine at nothing. It needs to come smoother than this – the way water flowing through wood would feel, if you put a hand to it.
I saw the cover of Gillian Welch’s latest album
in the Sunday paper. Immediately I knew this was the kind of beauty I would aim for. Something that makes normal people feel worse about their lives.
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