some days it is all so blurry and I have to squint hard to see the form through the blur. I push aside unwanted images and thoughts that don't accumulate to anything. I go here, I go there, but feel like treading water. My legs so heavy as I try to pick them up, my breath so forced, and hard and my ideas swim away just as I think that I am getting closer and about to finally catch them.
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