debris;

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my life has become something like rebuilding after an earthquake. the structure you had built around yourself comes crashing down on you. and you are left to search the rubble for some sort of evidence that you had ever been alive. somewhere under those blocks of cement and wooden boards, you will find your life's remains. keeping lists of the parts of you that were not lost or destroyed. having to replace what you once thought was irreplaceable. you will quickly find that this is not easy on the soul, but what in life really is.

currently rummaging through the debris.
next comes the task of rebuilding.