juneseventh.

Lately I haven’t been affording your work the attention it deserves because I am afraid to feel the flames again.  Their absence leaves me feeling light and unreal.  I miss the intensity with which they consumed me, but I won’t pretend not to know the consequences.   I know I can’t move forward with my childish grief in tow.  It’s time to find peace and clarity.  There are all kinds of clarity too; different dimensions shifting in and out of focus.  I want to choose the one that will give my life balance, so that I can make others in my life happy.

Wish me way more than luck.

All the best,

Ami

I haven’t been on Tumblr in good while, nor have I posted personal writing anywhere.  But I’m aching to write again.

I thought being on Law Review this year and taking Appellate Advocacy would burn out my pen and paper, but there’s a cavernous divide between legal writing and writing for pleasure.  It’s the difference between straining to focus on a text book and effortlessly indulging in a novel.

Here’s to hoping I’ll find the time and energy to keep up with myself instead of merely pursuing lofty ambitions that strip you of deeper personalized expression.

daulism:

sometimes i wonder
what am i trying to prove to you?
or to this world or to myself?
i already know
what kind of path i will walk
what kind of big and little pain and satisfaction i will encounter.
at times i feel like a bear flipping tricks.
it is only inconvinient, not fear.
i will penetrate time 

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