RE: A Mental Construct: Let the Streets Speak
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I feel that I live in a world similar to yours: where there are no cables, where the cable appears as if by magic, where the ruins are the image of a country, where there are doors, open or closed, that sometimes we dare not open. A world where we must manage to give ourselves strength, sometimes with an ice cream, sometimes by turning our gaze away. Sometimes so much reality stuns. I send you a hug to take you far away, triple X girl.
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Thank you for that hug. Yesterday, I had to wrap my own arms around myself—tightly—just to stay standing. I was drenched in sweat from running so hard to make it to that paperwork office on time. But afterwards, I felt lighter… as if time had melted into a haze where I wove my own invisible threads. I am well, I am healthy, and I am alive—and that matters.