thought I'd note the day I prayed to God.
I don't know which God. I don't know whether they were listening.
Whether they were on lunch break.
I would love some sleep. It's 1.04 am.
But my mind is not so kind tonight. And I have a new mattress.
My bedroom seems completely foreign. I never thought previously that my clock ticked so loudly.
I miss the smell.
And the feel.
And the sound.
Sound is everything. Words are everything.
Presence is everything.
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