Motivation

cannot continue

*looks at watch* i’ve been waiting. i’ve been sitting at this bus stop of well being for a bit now. several weeks, months maybe. who knows. i’ve lost track of time. the hours, the minutes, they are blending together. i’ve…
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old bones

shall i stand and be counted? can i? every ounce of my being, every inch of mass, every misfiring synapse, wants to remain seated. i want to sit here and feel sorry for myself. i do. that wouldn’t be so…
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