I'm thinking it's a tad voyeuristic
December 5, 2013 @ 10:38 a.m.
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       Sometimes I fantasize about receiving a letter from some old, dying person telling all about their life. It will be pages and pages of handwritten mundane details. The first letter will detail the parents. The next will detail the friends. Then the marriage. The kids. The golden years. And then I fantasize the last letter will be sent with their last breath and one last terrible confession. I'm thinking that is what this fantasy is all about. Knowing what should not be known. There is something curiously delicious about keeping anonymous secrets.

       I'm also thinking I read entirely too much fiction.

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