Oh, the joys of silently struggling

  A friend of mine passed away this week. We weren't close, and I knew little about her except for what her presence felt like. But┬áthat was enough for me to also feel the┬áloss of her presence. The news was surreal, and a little mind-boggling. It was the first time I found out about her … Continue reading Oh, the joys of silently struggling

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