Sometimes you share. You share because it makes you feel better. Because you trust the person in front of you. Because that is what friends are for. He had tears in his eyes, and I felt bad. Bad for telling him, bad for sharing what was not necessary. Those stories have no solution, no purpose. So as the act of sharing them.
Saturday, August 29, 2020
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