The remnants of construction.
Monday, Apr. 14, 2003 - 4:41 p.m.
I am still not brave.
And yet I am not afraid.
I have charted my course.
It remains locked in my cabin.
It may not show, yet it guides my paths.
Yes paths, as yet unmarked
as yet untrod.
Still in process.
With black on white and lines not blurred.
Though yet incomplete,
unflinchingly drawn to it's conclusion
like water as it runs down the drain.
Not to it's end, rather to it's new beginning.
I am not afraid.
I still am not brave.
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