Crunch crunch.

I know you don’t want to hear my opinion. It is a leaf in the wind, scraping the sidewalk. Crunching underneath your feet.

But here we are anyway. I think it’s really easy to feel lost these days. The buzz of the news is overpowering and doesn’t do anything but make me feel powerless. But there’s a little seed of hope inside me for change, for shifting.

I have to admit, I’m surprised. I’m a phoenix. I have arisen from the ash of many a phase, many a job, many a personality, many a life. Is that why I still have hope it will all work out?

All I know is my heart is sick of being trapped under a bunch of wreckage that I created.

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