Tag: Rumblings
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Bottom of My Cups
I am typing away for who knows how many times and in how many lifetimes. My mind is in a wonderfully unproductive state of disarray, tucked away in a space where it does not need to pretend. I can let it just be. My keys now are colder than the keys I was using all…
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Conniption in the Eye of the Storm
Today was rainy. Considering the adult that I have become, I gaslit myself into thinking that the rain was nothing out of ordinary. It was a rainy day in July in a country situated in the Pacific, below the Tropic of Cancer. This is ordinary – just another day in the 12,000+ days that I…
Stars Shined Down 