February 2023
The snow flies in my face as I crutch down the empty road.My arms are tired from the crutches, and my brain is tired from navigating the mental hoops of life.As I slowly make my way home from a friend's house, I daydream of the adventures once I heal up.I only have recently made the analogy that life is one big traverse.
The snow flies in my face as I crutch down the empty road.My arms are tired from the crutches, and my brain is tired from navigating the mental hoops of life.As I slowly make my way home from a friend's house, I daydream of the adventures once I heal up.I only have recently made the analogy that life is one big traverse.
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