Sunday, December 26


This is one of those days where no problem arises that couldn't be solved by some proper food and a good long sleep. Despite feeling burned out from all the intensive care-giving, I feel happy enough -- just hazy and sleep.

Some lines occurred this morning, before the burn set in --

This quiet boy, full of bash
his silence the fallow earth
in which the man I would become took root

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