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“I never thought about my empties until recently.”
“You mentioned to me an autobiography exercise months ago. I rarely thought about my life or other’s. My attention is always elsewhere, so bright and flashy. Sometimes there would be cues, out of the blue, and I would remember and think but I never wandered too far off, never near my empties. Too many empty deserts. Too many empty valleys and mountains. Too many empty people. I get anxious and turn back around to the safety of the blue and green.”