"i wonder who's going to actually be able to put up with me?"
"nobody, maybe."
Habakkuk 3:19
God the Lord, is my strength;
he makes my feet like the deer's;
he makes me tread on my high places.
the inevitable dramatic feeling of being out of place.
it happens.
days stretch like weeks, when it's only been twenty-four hours.
my life's a little strange.
hence the thoughts.
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