Back from the Grave

And here to fight potentially long and bitter wars.

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"Sometimes when all have you is old words, all you can do is put them together and hope they say something new."


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I've had plenty of sleep over the course of this week, but much less rest than usual. Every day I go to bed with the same ridiculous, compulsive thoughts cycling through my mind, and when I finally get to sleep, they seep into my dreams and play themselves back over and over, and when I wake up all I feel is an aching forehead like its melting or atrophying inside.

And for awhile I thought that someone had cursed me, but the truth is surely that we ever only curse ourselves.