COMING HOME IS SOMETIMES HARDER THAN LEAVING : our heroine, the prodigal daughter, the wandering highlander islander girl, having run the world over - in 2005 returned to Papua New Guinea Proper for the first time - there she lived a little and loved a little too - in 2007 she landed Closer To Melbourne Than Madang and awoke in 2008 "The Year of Alex" - a year to Reclaim her BestSelf to be a GoodGirl to be Better to be Kinder to HurtHerself Less - by clasping her heart and veering hard left
Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and then for money. MOLIERE
Do you ever get the sensation when you catch your own reflection that you're looking at a stranger ... Do you ever feel a total lack of recognition?
Sometimes I catch my reflection and it's not ricebag, it's not me.
And then I am floored. I slump into myself and try to forget that I just forgot who I am.
posted by highlander islander @ 15:21
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