Ok. That's a start I guess but for what? I only wanted to explain how I feel sometimes when I step out for lunch after a busy morning when my brain feels foggy. I need to sit on these steps, where no one walks, for a while and kind of collect myself. I feel like hiding sort of. I want a place to hide, just for a minute, sanctuary. Get my shit together, get ready to be out and around people again. Am I losing my mind a little bit every day? I think so, I'll be crazy 10 years from now, no doubt, maybe even less.
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