I don't feel much like talking tonight. And I let the calls roll through to my voicemail, into the void of here but not really here. And I did a lot of thinking, perhaps more so with the conversation in my head than what I actually wrote down on paper. But I did my best to make sense of what little I could make sense of until every last word had had its say or at least every last word that I could think of.
And no, I'm not expanding on this tonight. This one - this one is just for me.
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