It's almost 2 in the morning, and I can't sleep. So instead I'm sitting on my balcony, listening to the rain.
But then, I haven't slept, really, all week. There are things I'm holding in, for lack of a better idea of what to do with them. There is nothing to do with them. They just are.
Oh, attachment. I'd thought I'd conquered you.
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From the other side, sometimes action too only speeds along disappointment, making it more sure and final. And devastating.
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