It's...it was...that is, it is very...human...izing.
Off to meet my future. I'm going to fall into place. I'm willing myself. Snippinh myself down to fit into that teensy tiny place in the middle of that rainy city by the ocean that I love so much. My hands are reaching, though. My arms can barely touch. They're not that long. I know that I can hold on. There's so much here to grab.
Paperweight.
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