On behalf of a rotten phrase that inevitably sunk into the sea of rejection.
I didn´t, I couldn't...my denial is only awkward for the sake of my pride. Seems to me that all the negative space between our cellophane worlds is nothing but the result a worldy merely atractive media to show between ourselves how wrapped we are. How terribly screwed is our mind. I mean silence when I mean to type...I meant silence when I intended to talk...I might not be fair-minded, though...I try. Z...
