I’m a snake in the process of shedding its old skin. I’m blending the killing of and the birthing of personalities. The overlapping of the two is where the contradiction, the difficulty, the dissention, the abrasivity is. Obviously. Sometimes it’s more intense than other times. It happens to me every 5 or 6 years. Look at my history. I transform. I'm ever in flux. Look at photos of me. It’s all there. That is what I need to fix. Hopefully, the new is better than the old. How can it not be?
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