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2004-10-25 - 1:21 p.m.
I don't understand life. It all seems so exquisite -- so delicate and still so indelible. How ferocious can a butterfly be?
I learned yesterday that another loved one is dying. And in the past months I've watched others struggling: with justice, with dismay, with darkness, with fear.
Again I find myself staring at the stars. Wondering how far we will go, how many things we will discover. And in the end, how much we will all still be the same.