I was sitting by candlelight, listening to my solar-charged radio. I had already put candles & matches all over--and they're still there. No matter how gloomy or fearful of the future, no matter how depressed, when I was sitting in the dark at 5 p.m. that day, in the under stairs closet, I knew I wasn't ready to go. And I thought that it may be
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