Thinking of before, losing sleep
Wishing, wanting, needing, not here
Pushing away, my thoughts are elsewhere.
I am going through the motions, keeping afloat while still taking on water.
Losing the battle, drowning is next.
Beach Morning
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Rusty got up at 6:30 so I went to open the side door for him. Then, instead
of wandering off and sniffing he stood at the door staring up at me
grinning ...
23 hours ago

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So. You ok?
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