Tuesday, June 9, 2020

The Way We Get By

I know I'm supposed to be strong. Remain positive. But oh boy do the tears well up so easily and I'm not even sure why. Perhaps I'm tired. But I slept 16 hours this past Saturday. Perhaps I'm stressed. But I feel like all my care has disappeared. My heart feels heavy, maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe, I'll get over it. Maybe, maybe. One moment, one minute, one hour, one day at a time.
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