Some Tuesday Evening

Sometimes it feels like things are difficult. Like nothing’s moving, nothing’s happening. Everything’s a drag; getting up, going to work. Moderate excitement cannot be excitement. The evolution is within you, except it’s not. It’s swampy, it’s still. Early darkness. Perpetual sadness.

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