No matter where we go there are signs of barriers, signs of people making firm borders around themselves, signs of people trying to keep things how they want them, nice and neat. The messy stuff, however, keeps growing. It comes in from this way n' that. It snakes through. Comes in at a slant. It abruptly crashes in. It just keeps growing and growing no matter how hard some try to clip it out. You can't keep it out.
And that's the glimmer of hope on the horizon, I remind myself. No matter how hard some people try to keep the (his)stories their own.
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People may be fiercely possessive of their property but I have found that everyone wants to talk about their lives....
yes, many of us do like talking about our lives. Certainly the blogosphere is full of talkie-talk-talk-talk folks. But, it is also true that some folks are fiercely protective of keeping themselves to themselves. Some Finnish folks I know are like this. It takes forever to crack their guard. And some never get past the first few silences.
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