It seems there are some people who wanted to crash my pity party. I think that's a good thing. I didn't intend it to be a test or anything, really. I very rarely allow myself to wallow in self-loathing...when I do it's usually brief, these days anyway. Except...it's funny...who spoke up...and who didn't.
posted by Sora at 2:49 PM
Into this wild abyss
The womb of nature and perhaps her grave
Of neither sea nor shore nor air nor fire
But all these in their pregnant causes mixed
Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight
Unless the almighty maker them ordain
His dark materials to create more worlds,
Into this wild abyss the wary fiend
Stood on the brink of hell and looked awhile,
Pondering his voyage...
--John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book One
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100 Strokes of the Brush Before Bed
2 Comments:
Whenever I have a pity party in my deadjournal, no one comments. So consider yourself lucky that someone spoke up. :-)
I do. although it may have to do with the sort of pity party. some attract attention, some don't. i don't know if it's the wording or what. hmm. a mystery. :)
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