Thursday, August 3

Beringia.

They tell me I sometimes see and hear things that aren't there

I have vivid memories of experiences that didn't happen
I bounce between flatline lack of interest and inappprpriate enthusiasm
Now I am just trying to keep warm and keep something in my stomach

I don't know what happened to my mind
I think I used to be able to tell what was real and what wasn't
I remember being smart, and quick, and having lots of hope
Trees twinkling and frosty air repelled by comforting fireplaces.

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