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.: Tuesday, March 23, 2004 :.
so here we are, five flights from home, and looking up. everything as it should be, everything how we've wanted it to be. Culmination. hard work paid off, the fruits of our labour. I see a smile cross your cheeks, slight, faint, but satisfied. Just one trek left, and with every step a little releif in knowing that it's one less step that needs to be taken.
you lay your hand on the rail as we move upward, taking its imperfections for perfections in and of themselves. carefully onward, an act of respect, slowly going. light paints itself onto the wall in a large, mishapen form of the window from which it entered. my shadow enters frame, equally subversed, and beautiful to the open mind.
our feet meet the final flat. our door before us, its preconceived height dispelled with a glance. grasping the knob, i turn it, and enter. for a moment i stare back down, then shut the door.
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