It's musty and doesn't feel like home anymore, even though Im told its supposed to.
"Nothing's changing-you're still always welcome here."
If only I felt welcome.
My key doesn't even fir in the lock right anymore.
I think the whole house has shifted-moved a little to the left, maybe.
Or maybe my heart just shifted-a whole ten minutes away from this hell
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Your writing has inspired me to write more thoughtful journals.
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