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a.few.in.the.meantime 05-01-24 (May 1, 2024)

inspiredly written in the hope of helping them through (May 2, 2024)

the seed:

everything fades
with time
lose your soul
you’ll lose your mind

It’s early March. A sister and daughter head out to be with her. Things were touch and go and the prognosis was bleak. Times come when one reaches the stage of having lost what a life even feels like. Sometimes the worst that can happen is a blessed load off. Sad. But the hope of becoming at peace with it has to be enough for now.

More words followed:

time to remember
things you shared over the years
hold on to the joy

It’s May now. I watch them carry the pain quietly in their hearts. Grateful to know life goes on...

 (May 1, 2024)

If your 3rd paragraph is followed by an intrusive overlay promoting your newletter, then followed by a full paragraph promoting your podcast, please don’t go on whining about why you hate the internet. Thank you.

from here to there (Apr 27, 2024)

so i speak and my soul leaks onto the tired pavement where we all met that night to share our inner thoughts with all the strangers we’ve never seen except in dreams of schemes of using them for our own selfish gain replacing the pain of true emptiness ⇦

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