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Jun 20, 2024
It’s been a year.
It’s hard to breathe, and I’m tired.
Everything has been foggy, but it is a heavy fog now.
It’s been a year.
It’s hard to breathe, and I’m tired.
Everything has been foggy, but it is a heavy fog now.
Someone told me I was a good writer. I'm not, so this is a blog. Tend to one’s own flame, and do not extinguish the flames of others.