Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Having an ally in childhood, no matter how imaginary, is of untold value.
Everywhere I 'went', I 'went' accompanied by a force to be reckoned with.
This wakeful, conscious allegiance slowly faded and I remember coming to many years later with a deep shame that I had neglected this friend, this companion of mine that got me through so many tight spots.
It may be more accurate to say that my ally and I merged beyond the recognition of difference.
No need for shame.

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