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Amnesia, Sleep & Waking Up

Like a lot of people, I wake up every morning. I'm sure this is true because I'm alive. Again. I'm not yet dead. I'm in a living room, on a sofa. Staring at my hands, hands that still move and do things like hold a fork and bring food to my mouth. Spaghetti is delicious.

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LIFE, THE UNIVERSE AND EVERYTHING

There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.

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Phone Sex & Mental Health
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Phone Sex & Mental Health

When the darkness threatens to overwhelm, I think of my son's laughter as a beacon of light guiding me through. Writing down my thoughts, pouring them onto paper, often helps me make sense of the chaos inside. These small acts remind me there is still beauty to be found, no matter how fractured my world seems.

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Guernica

Guernica

The air is thick, smoky, pressing into my lungs. Everywhere I look, there are fragments—shards of things, of people. Blood on metal, heat rising. Even the faces around me seem unfinished, as if everyone is made from scraps. The world outside leaks into the world inside me. Both are scattered, both incomplete.

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Nothing Goes Away

Nothing Goes Away

An object in time travels if and only if the difference between its departure and arrival times, as measured in the surrounding world, does not equal the duration of the journey it undergoes. In this place, the soft grey shawl and my knitting project are on my Anthropologie quilted bed.

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