Dangerous Compassions


Everything feels like an ordeal.  I’m dragging my feet. 

Today all I have to do is help with a Catholic Worker costco shop and walk down the street to the MLK statue for a suicide prevention vigil.  But those things feel like too much.

It’s like I need a lot of downtime, but when I have it, I don’t know what to do with myself.  I’ve got the sads.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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