No words
There have been no words for days and days now. I am scooped out, hollowed. There is a grace to drifting through holidays. But now, home, in the tumult of obligation, some strategy is required. Nothing feels right here anymore.
There have been no words for days and days now. I am scooped out, hollowed. There is a grace to drifting through holidays. But now, home, in the tumult of obligation, some strategy is required. Nothing feels right here anymore.
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