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Living out loud

I want to live a public life.

No, by public, I don’t mean like a celebrity or a D-lister or Instafamous. Frankly, I couldn’t give a shit about what other people think about me, especially like that, when they absorb a millimeter of just a public face and take it to describe the depths of me and my life and my soul. No, no, no, no, not that public.

I mean public by being part of a community that knows me and I know it. Of a community that I am, obviously, of and deeply embedded in. I want to live my life in public, out loud, visible and known, understood, appreciated, reviled – if I must – but present. Fully engaged and constantly learning and growing with it.

  • I do not want to stick myself in a box, gilded or not, with a pretty wife, gilded or not, with useless things, gilt or bronze
  • I do not want to live quietly; in a cage; in a hole; like a zombie; headphones stuck in my ear canals and fingers pressed flat to glass screens, my nose merely a smidge away from being a smudge on the that same screen
  • I do not want to be with someone who would rather hide me away then let me free

I will not be tied down, leashed and made to be smaller, to be less than — I won’t allow it, no, I will not be shoved into a corner and parred down into a box.

I want.

I want so much; I need it, really, need it like all people need fresh air, clean water, and good food to grow and to thrive. For the past few months, I feel like I have been slowly hidden away, slumbering like Sleeping Beauty, awaiting a false kiss.

No more. This sleeping beauty – this sleeping dragon – has awoken herself.

I will live loud and in public. I will speak loud and carry a big stick, too! I will do as I need to because to live my the life I want, (no other) must live it.

must do it. And I will. And I am.

I am.


About Quinn

In it but not of it. A reformed player, now watcher. Speaker of raw truths.


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Raison d’etre

"Raw," she said. "I want something primal. I want something bare and naked. I want you to give me this life raw, unbidden, unhidden, free, fair, and true. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"

One may only try.

January 2015
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