Maybe it was the willingness to play that kept one from despair.
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My latest posts
- Human conditions #6: Losing control
- the time I made a condolence card for my friend
- It's "my friend's mom"
- Human conditions #3: Secondhand grief
- the time when I burst into tears during my singing lesson
- Human conditions #9: Sadness
- Things I like about this city #21
- the non-existent childhood passion