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Life and Fiction

My life is a long, slow work of fiction. But there is no author. The story is in the hands of the protagonist. It is up to me to find patterns and meaning, To casually reveal information that might later become critical I sift through the characters and choose which ones will be most involved. I decide when to be curious, and what about, Which opportunities to pursue, and which to ignore. I control the conflicts and resolutions. I will unite them all together into the one Central Conflict, whatever that may be. And then my purpose will be clear. My story will unfold. The final resolution will follow. And eventually, when all the pieces have fallen into place, It will end.
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