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The smoke gets in my eyes

I'm crying, like all the time, about everything. My emotions are tumultuous at best and I feel like my whole world has fallen apart, all while I pour coffee each morning. How do I explain that? What is going on with me that could cause such grief and depression? Looking around me I see nothing… Continue reading The smoke gets in my eyes

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Maybe I’m just wired differently..

I'm laying in bed tonight exhausted from the day, listening to the rain. The sky is bright with lightening. Not the crazy one strike you're out kind, but the sheets of spider web ripping through clouds kind. My phone alerts me that the tornado threat has ended and still I lay here wondering the stupidest… Continue reading Maybe I’m just wired differently..