Some people have really bad days, some people have really bad years. I've had a couple of really bad years. I feel like so many pieces of myself have broken off in the past few years that it becomes difficult to remember who really wears this skin.
Sometimes I can't keep up with it all. I want to put my head in the sand, I would rather surround myself with a darkness of my own making than the storm outside.
Instead though, I will spend the next week in central Oregon, playing on some rocks.
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