how is it that a day can feel so long but a year so short?
i take a deep breath. and another. and i stand. and i walk into the next room. and i look at the tools i've collected to build a certain kind of life with. and i stare. i stare at the tools with my hands in my pockets and i take a deep breath again. or is it a sigh? and then i look myself in the eye in the mirror and i say, "you've done so many good things. hold on to that today." and i walk back out of the room.
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