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I'll be the first to say, It's so beautiful here. The sooner you say, It's so beautiful here, the quicker you can say, Wow, I'm getting overheated.
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Miranda July |
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Don't wait to be sure or you'll miss the boat, hop on and move, move, move.
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Miranda July |
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I wonder, for instance, if our laws reflect some deep aversion amongst medical professionals here towards the idea of relinquishing control of the dying process into the hands of the patient. I wonder if this aversion might stem from a more general belief in the medical profession that death represents a form of failure. And I wonder if this belief hasn't seeped out into the wider world in the form of an aversion to the subject of death per..
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Many of the people there were in their twenties and thirties, and I wondered if they were Blanca or the friends of Blanca..There were also people in their forties, fifties, sixties, and seventies, and these people had a chance of being Blanca, too, or the parents of Blanca, or grandparents or even great-grandparents of Blanca, if Blanca was a child. There were a few children running around, sisters of brothers, who could be Blanca or Blanca..
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Our bleak reality was now apparent: we couldn't leave and we couldn't change partners.
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Miranda July |
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When I began to write, it was out of fear. I thought I might forget, or pretend to forget, or pretend to pretend, or grow up.
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Miranda July |
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What most people would do in my situation is go to their boyfriend's house. They would go there and cry and be handed tissues and cry some more and never stop to think that they should really be laughing and smiling joyfully because their boyfriend is an actual physical being on the same plane of reality as them.
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Miranda July |
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Food seemed impossibly strange. Children thought I was a child and tried to play with me, but I could neither play nor work, I could only wonder why. Why do people live at all.
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Miranda July |
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She didn't think she would have bothered if she hadn't been what people call "very beautiful except for." This is a special group of citizens living under special laws. Nobody knows what to do with them. We mostly want to stare at them like the optical illusion of a vase made out of the silhouette of two people kissing. Now it is a vase ... now it could only be two people kissing ... oh, but it is so completely a vase. It is both! Can the w..
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Miranda July |
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Romance. My utter lack of friends who shared my interests. Romance. The Soul. Romance. Life on other planets. Romance.
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Miranda July |
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Remember, you don't have to make the whole world romantic, or even the whole bedroom. Just the small space in front of your face. A very manageable territory, even the working women will agree.
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Miranda July |
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A neighbor with a green thumb and no yard. That's all. Would this be the first of many awakenings?
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Miranda July |
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I had written the same word seven thousand times attempting to alchemize time.
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Miranda July |
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I ran a bath. Just before I stepped in the tub, I heard the front door close and froze in midstep; she was gone. Sometimes she did this. In the moments where other couples would fight or come together, she left me.
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Miranda July |
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The subtitle of the book was Keeping Love and Intimacy Alive in Committed Relationships. I was working through it, word by word. So far I had done Keeping and was just starting on Love. I worried that by the time I got to Committed and Relationships, I would have forgotten Keeping. Not to mention Alive and all the other words.
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Miranda July |
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It doesn't really feel like driving when you don't know where you're going. There should be an option on the car for driving in place, like treading water. Or at least a light that shines between the brake lights that you can turn on to indicate that you have no destination. I felt like I was fooling the other drivers and I just wanted to come clean. But the more I drove, the more I felt like I had somewhere to go. I was making difficult le..
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Miranda July |
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I feel into the eyes of every person I passed on the street.
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Miranda July |
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I saw the darkness swirling inside him. I saw that his feet did not touch the ground when he played basketball at recess. In moments, he was flying. Not like a bird but subtly, like a person.
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Miranda July |
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The boy, who himself was so compelling in the way boys can be. How he pushed his hair off his sweaty forehead, the mineral smell of him, his hand holding a pencil, holding a pencil, holding a pencil, his hand!
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Miranda July |
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The boy looks at his teacher. The sun is shining into his eyes and he squints, and there is a pause wherein the shining of the sun and the squinting of the boy are the only two movements on earth.
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Miranda July |
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We learned to be discreet. It helped that nobody really cares about anyone but themselves anyway.
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Miranda July |
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Thus, over the years, I came to know her. Not the way I knew him; I didn't watch the minute tides of her sweat roll in and out over the course of each day. But, like ivy, we grow where there is room for us. She seemed to have room for me; she never turned away in the pauses that allow for turning away. She never inquired, but she never recoiled, either. This is a quality that I look for in a person, not recoiling. Some people need a red car..
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Miranda July |
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That's the problem with men my age, I'm somehow older than them.
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Miranda July |
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I didn't say anything. He would have to step over my dead body to get off the phone.
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Miranda July |
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But I couldn't put a face to the feeling; it was a dissolving thought, like a dream that hurries away when you approach it.
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Miranda July |
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Each word he said was boring, but collectively, the melody of them lulled me. I tried to resist, but just the weight of him, in pounds and ounces, was a relief. Always being the heaviest person in the house had been exhausting. I sipped my tea and leaned back into the couch. When he left I would have to shift the weight back onto my own shoulders again. But that was a problem for later.
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Miranda July |
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Each word he said was boring, but collectively, the melody of them lulled me. I tried to resist, but just the weight of him, in pounds and ounces, was a relief. Always being the heaviest person in the house had been exhausting. I sipped my tea and leaned back into the couch. When he left I would have to shift the weight back onto my own shoulders again, but that was a problem for later.
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Miranda July |
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Each word he said was boring, but collectively the melody of them lulled me. I tried to resist, but just the weight of him, in pounds and ounces, was a relief. Always being the heaviest person in the house had been exhausting. I sipped my tea and leaned back into the couch. When he left I would have to shift the weight back onto my own shoulders again, but that was a problem for later.
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Miranda July |
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I walked to the car and wished that I could walk toward the car forever, with this confidence about where I was headed.
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Miranda July |
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And our very few intimacies were simply discontinued. Where did they go, those things we did? Were they recycled?
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Miranda July |
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She fired him on the spot--her face shaking with regret about things she had not nipped while they were still in the bud.
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Miranda July |
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Except she wasn't like a husband from the 1950s because she didn't bring home the bacon.
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Miranda July |
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My voice was low and formal. I sounded like a wooden father from the 1800s.
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Miranda July |
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It was a tiny sound but it woke me up because it was a human sound.
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Miranda July |