#4 - Demons and hope

Oct 31, 2020

∙ Paid

Photo: clouds approaching on a quiet day of autumn @ the natural reserve close to our town

Sometimes I falter. I’m torn. A faint despair creeps up and gets me more than you might expect.

Those hours, my stomach writhes, coils up into a ball, and shelters someplace behind the imposing shadow of fears and insecurities fast approaching.

R…

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