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		<title>Remember Me as a Time of Day</title>
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Remember Me as a Time of Day
The feeling of walking in foreign skin is a familiar friend. The comfort of normalcy is a stranger and foe&#8212;we do battle just as someone might brush their teeth or wash their clothes. A necessary, repetitive task.
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<h1><span>Remember Me as a Time of</span> <span>Day</span></h1>
<p>The feeling of walking in foreign skin is a familiar friend. The comfort of normalcy is a stranger and foe&mdash;we do battle just as someone might brush their teeth or wash their clothes. A necessary, repetitive task.</p>
<p>This battle is a shadow game filled with unusual obstacles that are sharp at both points. When you feel like you&#8217;ve conquered one enemy another slips through while your back was turned. I know these antagonist very well. They are my expectations.</p>
<p>Fighting myself is the ultimate battle. Every day is another chapter written about a long, taxing war that is filled with comforts and familiarities. I was never assembled to be passive. I find discomfort in settling.</p>
<p>Early in my life I followed personal convictions that were eventually pushed aside like a well-intentioned apology letter that was never sent. I lost focus, I became content with not moving forward.
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<h3>The Sky Above, The Field Below</h3>
<p>I am now stepping off that cliff; breaking down the walls that I have involuntarily constructed. With sails wide open I know I will always be slightly lost, but my destinations will be limitless and through that knowledge I will <a href="http://www.jessebrack.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/mirror.jpg" title="Find My Way">find my way <sup>1</sup></a> and never lose track.</p>
<p>My future holds more unknowns than certainties but only in quantity. These few certainties are genuine in their value and my life will overflow with their fruit. I only have one regret looking back for the last time, and it&#8217;s I wish I had not disappeared for so long.</p>
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<p><span>We are always getting ready to live</span> <span>but never living. <span>-Ralph Waldo Emerson</span></span></p>
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<p>Stepping aside from formalities for a moment, this blog will be my accounts of everything I hope to experience and my personal canvas to express creatively the elements in my life that I care for deeply. I want to watch myself grow as an artist and person.</p>
<p>Finally, to the cherished people who have passed though my life: <a href="http://www.jessebrack.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/sunset.jpg" title="Find My Way">remember me as a time of day <sup>2</sup></a>, when I&#8217;m at my best; it&#8217;s everything I strive for and the person I truly am behind these breaking layers. <strong>-JB</strong></p>
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