Treasuring It

A nothing day. Literally. I went to the shop and I put on the fake face for dealing with people. Came home. Marinated in my own sweat. Mood held steady. Didn’t even need a xanax the entire day. I only took it just now to slow my mind down enough to eventually sleep.

I treasure the days my mind is this quiet. They are few and far between. Prelude to a storm, perhaps, but I’ll take it.

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