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[ghostlight]

I spend the first few hours quietly reading. There is no music, there is no talking, there are no people. There is the noise of outside, the low murmur of thousands of people entering then exiting my life, unknown to them and unknown of me. I read. I do not read often, I do not read as much as I think I should, and it is harder these days to find

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[cowburglar]

I was wondering what had happened to you the other day.

[ghostlight]

I fade in and out of existence.

How are you these days? We haven't spoken for like literal years.