A late entry about exhaustion and moving forward
It is dark, and we are flying. It is dark and the middle of the night and we are crammed into four seats that are too deeply close to the other but it is the middle of the night and we are in the air and away from everything and for a brief period of time the only things that matter are minor inconveniences that will eventually fall away. My fiancé is s…
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