For the past few months, I’ve felt time starved. But then time became roomy and I became nimble. Nimble enough to fix and work; work and fix — even enjoy:
Post Traumatic Growth, Part III
Help someone up sometimes, and if someone reaches for you, reach back.
Chivalry
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Drop of the way down deep, and the weight of a body being caught by the earth.
post traumatic growth