My Life Today

Existential crises bombard me, barrage me, like a ceaseless tide rushing against me, subsiding, and then flying in again. A cyclic desperation to fix things, to loosen bonds, to see those glorious things hiding in the crevices of the world. Nothing stops. Nothing ever stops. It keeps pulling in and then leaving me flat and stranded, letting me recover for some time, and knocking me over.

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