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June 30, 2015 by musehick

Some days your energy squeaks you through. Even when the storm clouds gather in and you feel like it is all hopeless; even then the fact that you turn up, and you make some small effort to listen … that is the key. It is hard to walk away from something that is so pro-survival, and in those transitory moment of doubt, the idea of what it is that you are threatening comes home to you loud and clear.

I am about to drop into a coma … something more substantial here promises soon.

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