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Saturday passed in a blur. Saturday night... epipheny.
The world... things went click, and now I understand. I understand things I hadn't even thought of before. I... new things. Feelings.
Each breath is a miracle, today.
I'm headed home at some point this afternoon/evening.
Caleb... gods, Caleb... I need to talk to you.
*grins softly* And yes. It's good.
It's all... good.
I am running out of words, and tangled in a half-awake morning, and losing myself in moment after moment that strike so deep I am left stunned. I'm updating here along the I-am-alive sort of entry.
I am here.
I'll be back.
I... gods... awakening.
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