Like A Little Bug Under A Big Shoe

[Dutch Lock Down Day Three Hundred Twenty Seven]

I’m just … tired.

I’m waiting on someone else.

To move forward.

To mend.

To heal.

And the longer it takes, the smaller I feel.

But first the news:

I feel squished.

Photo by Rosie Kerr on Unsplash

And I’m losing hope.


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