life is all about cycles, i've come to realize. some of them
short, some of them long - all of them continuous in some way, shape,
or form. and while insomnia is no longer a cycle for me, more
like a habit - summer insomnia strikes (guess) every summer and for, it
seems, the same reasons.
a guy.
for about 5 summers of my life, the guy of the
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