This is how I feel at the present. Parched, dry and cracked. Yet, I still feel I am supposed to be where I am supposed to be. I simply leave it at that, for now.
I feel worn out, yet at the same time, that I have a purpose. It seems like a paradox, but it is not. Perhaps it is the way in; the way to understanding what is going on here. I do not know. Maybe that is the point...
So, I wait; I sit.
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