I just discovered music and dogs and electric guitar chords strumming funk that’s decades old and the witty potential of short words that crash into our past and rip open something akin to laughter without air.
I begin to remember there’s a happy version of yourself no one will pay you to be and that there are tasks that never need to get done and grueling checklists you can only cross off by dancing alone in the dark.
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