It's been a slow week, one full of fog, clumsiness, word tangles on my tongue, and general all-encompassing fatigue. This was expected. The break in the pill arrived and as always my body and mind collapsed. It's okay. It's not for very long and I am already back on the pill for another two months. Patterns are beginning to emerge. I find myself not exactly welcoming this break in the pill but resisting it less. I know what is to come and I can prepare for it, linger in it. It is a time of re...
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