Melancholy rooted in memory can overtake us at any moment. You can be sitting on a train and staring out the window and suddenly it is there. It can even overwhelm because it comes so silently unannounced.
There is no cure for being human.I think I'll end things here. For quite some time now, writing became a daily habit and not a need. In 2012, when I first dipped my toe...
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