
”In my brief breath of life, might I find a way to fit light to paper?”
-Hannah Kent, Always Homesick
Some of us are privileged.
Some of us don’t.
Some of us are lucky.
Some of us are hurt.
But regardless of those things we always continue living when we breathe.
Each morning is a chance to hope for something positive.
Keep going.

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