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Then I thought of how my life at Ault was a series of interactions and avoidance of interactions in which I pretended not to mind that I was almost always by myself. I could not last for long this way, certainly not for the next three years; I'd been at Ault only seven months, and already, my loneliness felt physically exhausting.
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Flawed as I was, someone recognized me.
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I forgot, over and over, that the fact of my wanting something wasn't enough to make it happen.
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