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diff --git a/gemini/log/who-is-the-woman-in-my-eye.gmi b/gemini/log/who-is-the-woman-in-my-eye.gmi deleted file mode 100644 index 6bea9b6..0000000 --- a/gemini/log/who-is-the-woman-in-my-eye.gmi +++ /dev/null @@ -1,17 +0,0 @@ -# Who is the woman in my eye - - -When I was little I would stare into the lights around my room. It would create little spots in my vision; flickering and dancing that would eventually fade away. As they would face every time the every shrinking flickering dot would become this image of a woman's face. She was beautiful. She captivated me. I would do this constantly growing up. I would stare into my ceiling lights, in the lights coming through my window, anywhere - if it meant I could see her. I would try staring at larger lights hoping that final flickering dot was larger and I would be able to see her more clearly. She stayed with me for most of my childhood. It wasn't until I was around high-school that I lose memory of seeing her. Which makes sense since this was when the lights, in general, faded from my eyes. But who was she? - - -I like to think she was me. She is me. - -If you ever wish to share your story or ask a question you can always email me at: - dear[at]thewomaninmyeye[dot]org[0] - -## Links - -=> mailto:dear@thewomaninmyeye.org [0] mailto:dear@thewomaninmyeye.org -=> https://thewomaninmyeye.org/about-her.html view on http -=> /log/ back -=> / capsule |