Feeling slightly dysfunctional. I think my mental health has deteriorated by 100% between yesterday and today. I can’t say I dislike it. It’s great to revisit old wounds and to notice that they don’t really hurt that much anymore. Each time I let go of a dream I still feel that something is staying with me. It’s quite a substantial something too. I’ve grown to love it. Maybe I really was on to something with my basil leaves.
(Ah rats, Radioblog gives me a file error when I seek to embed that song so I'm including an old fashioned link instead.)
(Ah rats, Radioblog gives me a file error when I seek to embed that song so I'm including an old fashioned link instead.)
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