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  • April 3, 2024, 9:12 p.m.
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Looking for one of those “You are here.” icons on the map. If you were to ask how I was doing I would have to tell you I just don’t know.

Life is spinning in circles and I am getting sucked into the vortex. Around and around and around she goes.

I am getting settled. I suppose that’s a little win. Holding on to a tiny little raft of hope at the moment. Maybe this won’t be all there ever is.

Or maybe I’m in denial.


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