I, too, was carrying around my own fate. All the things I couldn’t know sat somewhere inside, embroidered into me-maybe not quite fixed to the point of inevitability but waiting, in any event, for a chance to unspool.

I, too, was carrying around my own fate. All the things I couldn’t know sat somewhere inside, embroidered into me-maybe not quite fixed to the point of inevitability but waiting, in any event, for a chance to unspool.

– Amanda Lindhout –

A House in the Sky

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