Monday, 07 July 2008
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Perhaps what I loved about Guatemala was its solitude; it's Otherness. In Guatemala, I could walk along the streets, write, pray, think; and no one to even speak my language! What blessed loneliness was had on those dirty paths -- the rich, white Conché. I need that solitude again. I need my own loneliness away from facebook, gmail, zboard, xanga.
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