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TJ

This is an autobiographical piece based on a conversation I had with my ex-partner. I am very much a subscriber of the paradox of “nothing matters, but everything also matters,” which he did not believe. “nothing matters,” you say as we both lay under my window. “nothing matters,” I say “but isn’t it what we…

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My Explanations

I call myself a paradox. So much of my life seems contradictory and strange to both others and myself, so I constantly feel a need to explain why I am who I am. My explanations have accumulated, become a part of me, are in constant use and ongoing reflection. I am not just where I…