I sleep late in the mornings now, without explanation, I wake refreshed, without the panic deep in my spine, it defies explanation. The heat abates, the city turns into a dreamy spring, I went for a long run through the projects and felt my body try to remember itself after months of being invisible to itself.
It's been a long, cold lonely winter. Two years of it, in fact. We've lost so much.
Perhaps now is time to gather the rosebud still within our reach.
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