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[pocketsfull]

Tim and I were bike riding at night when we came upon a car dealership with too many blinding lights and waving red flags and balloons. And despite the lights and the flags and the balloons, it seemed like the most vacant and deserted place on earth. He squinted and said, "There's no comfort in being bright and empty."

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[personage]

:)

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There's a strange comfort in knowing Tim and I feel the same then.

{hugs you tightly} I'm glad you updated.