I woke up early to finish something. Finished it. Then still shitstorm. Anxiety. Rise of temper. Pain.
Looked around.
There's no other life.
This is it.
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This late night walk after a tough, rough unending day at work. I am so, so exhausted. But this...sweet chutney of wind, lane littered wit...
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