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Laying achingly cold on my bed with the box fan pointed right on me.
Set on high, it provides the most sense of privacy I’ve ever felt, even from behind a locked door. No one can hear me inside this whirlwind pocket of air.
Maybe one day, I will brave it all to finally get warm, if only for a moment.
Maybe one day, I will brave it all to finally get warm, if only for a moment.
Published 1st Oct 2022
Author's Note
my typical saturday night as an adult, not dissimilar from my typical saturday night as a child.
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- Edited 25th Oct 2022 6:45pm
1st Oct 2022 9:14pm
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1st Oct 2022 11:41pm
Cooling down can be both good for the mind and body.
It is in these moments that we decide what steps to take in order to go forward on our unchartered or charted path.
When the boy asked the wise man, "Is the butterfly in my hand dead or alive?"
He knew that only the boy had the answer.
It is in these moments that we decide what steps to take in order to go forward on our unchartered or charted path.
When the boy asked the wise man, "Is the butterfly in my hand dead or alive?"
He knew that only the boy had the answer.
3rd Oct 2022 5:52pm
A sense that most can identify with. A very contemporary feel. Leave the reader wanting more!
-Ted
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