Recording numbers has been like a twitch: a necessary continuity that must be encoded by scripting into my phone’s notepad in order to wedge apart premises and keep them from colliding.
I had needed something to cling to that could represent aspirations, but now I have come to accept the basics that I do and do not want.
And I am recognizing that I only look for and listen to those messages which speak to me positively.
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