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Stop And Breathe

No one is alone with what’s going on.
Solidarity and compassion— 
they’re what weaves us together 
through our decision to remain apart.

The Thing About Writing

The time reads 3:53AM and I can hear the sprinklers outside as I’m writing this, and I have a feeling I’m going to hate myself in a few hours when the sun rises.

This Is The Art Of Letting Go

Even after unplugging and draining out most of the toxicity, I’m still left in a rippling puddle of bittersweet sadness, but I suppose that’s just life in general: you break, you heal, you grow.