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I’m One of Them
I am too embarrassed to come here. I would have to tell you about a moment I was at work, holding the hand of a young child. I looked down at him and his name was gone. From my brain. I had just asked his teacher less than two minutes ago what his name was.…
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Beauty in your Madness
I haven’t been able to write lately. I can’t find the words to describe how I have been feeling, and it seems that it doesn’t matter anyway even if I could. That is my anxiety talking, it has been swirling in my brain and taking up space. Thoughts run parallel to a song I invited…
Moody Paper 