I'd just typed out a longish post, but decided not to post it.
Because I know there are people reading this.
Whoa at the difference knowing & not knowing who my audience is. I was so comfortable blabbering away when all I see are blank faces. But now that light has shined on a few of them, I retreat a little.
Not a lot. Because sooner or later I'll forget anyway & type out all the clumps of mess in my heart.
Signed, Carmelia.
Feeling, awake.
Thinking, he should be asleep now, poor guy.
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