Even at its darkest, you can still find a glimmer of hope in the strangest of places when you've given up looking. Grasping onto things as if they won't change is so painful. Floating on the wave, allows you to survive albeit in a different way than expected.
I'm not my car. I'm not my house. I'm not my money. I read a lot. I've published a few things and I read non stop.
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