17 March 2019

107/365

sometimes when I sit down at the end of the day to write this list, I just feel lost. lost. when this happens, I try very hard to write down the real things. not the things I think might make for a good list, but the real things. tonight:

I'm tired
I'm scared
I'm hopeful

tomorrow, the sun will rise and we will try again.

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