Day 95

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Some nights I just lay in bed with questions I can’t answer and restless thoughts. These are not the bedmates I want to spend my time with. I’d much prefer they meet me at a bar where we can sort each other out. Truthfully, it isn’t the questions I’m worried about, it’s the answers.

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