posted by dave on Wednesday, January 4, 2006 at 12:44 AM in category ramblings

What is the proper response when a reader completely misinterprets one of your metaphors? Should you gently correct them so that they may experience your words as you intended, or should you let them keep their delusions and be glad that your words have meaning to someone - even if it's not the meaning you intended?

I had a dream a while ago. A nightmare actually. I started to write about it, but I never finished. Even now, I cannot think about it long enough to describe it. It tears at me, and haunts me from inside my soul, and I'm afraid that by describing it, I'll relive it.

I'm at such a fucking pivotal point right now. In my life, in my work, in my journal. In everything. I sometimes think I could toss it all away and start fresh, but then I remember that it'd still be the same old me, so why bother?

I analyze things too much. Especially those things that are beyond analysis. You'd think that I would have learned my lesson You'd think that I'd just let my heart run the show. After all, what has by brain done for me lately?

If this ends the same way it ended last time, at least I know that I'll get through it.

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A good many vlaubaels you've given me.

You take that back!

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