Diary: Page Two
Feb. 27th, 2006 05:03 pmWhen you get right down to it, it’s about survival. If you adapt, you survive; if you don’t you... wind up staring at the bottles on your boss’ table for days on end. Is it possible to be in the middle, doing a bit of both?
The other day, I met a nice young woman in the Magic Quarter of the Undercity. As we talked, I happened to see that she had no eyes, none. And I didn’t so much as blink. I can’t tell if that’s a sign that I’m adapting, or that I’m just numb.
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The other day, I met a nice young woman in the Magic Quarter of the Undercity. As we talked, I happened to see that she had no eyes, none. And I didn’t so much as blink. I can’t tell if that’s a sign that I’m adapting, or that I’m just numb.
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