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Rage against the machine

January 7, 2010

Many people told me that I would learn a lot about myself on my travels. I discovered I could make myself come.

Ok, not strictly true. I have never had trouble reaching the exquisite point-of-no-return, but not by hand alone. In the end it took a lot of practice across three continents. The sense of pride I felt was reminiscent of when I learned to ride my bike without stabilisers. I didn’t feel as though I was finally at one with myself, but it was nice knowing that I’m never too old to learn new things.

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