The noise that overtook my thoughts slowly faded into a gentle silence. The cat purred in my presence as he drifted off into dreams. Christmas lights hung from the trees lit up the warm winter nights. One text distracted me from my anxiety. Anticipation for a moment was worse than the moment itself. We're almost in 2022, I'm still processing 2019.
2020 never happened and 2021 sort of did. Merry Christmas
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