It's raining outside on a Sunday afternoon in the fall. You just painted the hallway of your 4th floor apartment in Chicago. There is a park across the street, and you're standing in the doorway of your balcony looking out over the kids playing over there. You're thinking about having a tuna sandwich and maybe some tomato soup for lunch.
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This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality
Embrace this moment, remember
We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion ~MJKeenan
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