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Apr. 6th, 2004 11:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
solitary_summer... No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence - that which makes its truth, its meaning - its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream - alone...
[from Joseph Conrad's, Heart of Darkness, which I'm currently reading]
I'd like to believe that this isn't true, or at least not wholly true...