Philadelphia has is having a bizarre effect on me at the moment. While I've always been convinced of the underlying soul running beneath the urine soaked concrete, it seems the spirit of the city has gone into hibernation. Even the vast seas of endless faces I witness whilst on my way to the office seem nothing more than herds of automatons that
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It will pass with time. That is the hardest part though.
The memries may not die, the feelings may hang around, you may wake up from a dream you wish you could touch to see walls holding you in... but it does get better.
With time.
Just don't lock yourself into a cage.
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