depression
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Sleepy
For more than a year I have suggested to my healthcare providers that I’m depressed because I sleep so much, not–as had been presumed–that I sleep because I’m depressed. The doctors have listened. But the wheels of healthcare churn slowly through a miasma of mucky insurance and murky interdepartmental harangues. It is four days shy… Continue reading
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End of Year
I plan life to be smooth, if curved, and sensical. Like this: I prepare for a life far more messy and nonlinear. Often, my life resembles the second wire spool: knotted, circling back on itself, with periods of thick and periods stretched thin. The year of our Lord two thousand nineteen has been no different.… Continue reading
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