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I slept so much today the blankie lines have not erased from my face. Barely awake enough to tell him goodbye...drowsy with waking up with the phrase "This is fire knowledge" in my head, connected to a long convoluted dream I had and am maybe still having.
Mom is out of the hospital and doing fine.
When I read between the lines of my life, I'm so afraid that nothing is there. Or that there is too much there and I'm missing the text completely.
Sometimes I'm too tired to fight.
Mom is out of the hospital and doing fine.
When I read between the lines of my life, I'm so afraid that nothing is there. Or that there is too much there and I'm missing the text completely.
Sometimes I'm too tired to fight.