I've been having a lot of tiny intimate moments with the world lately. Brief postage-stamp-sized glimpses at full emotional landscapes - like I'm trigger happy at my own twee slideshow. I saw a man deliberately refold a newspaper the other day and it broke my heart. It's all happy though. Fractured and abrupt, but full of love. I have a feeling that's just how it's gonna be.
Me smiling out the window of a moving car, happy to be seeing anything at all. Thrilled to still be moving.
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