You Don’t Need to Hit the Wall First
Greg has noticed something about you. You wait. You wait until the noise in your head is unbearable.Until your body feels like it’s made of static.Until everything small suddenly feels impossible. Then you rest. But only then. Only when it’s no longer optional. Greg doesn’t understand this rule you’ve made for yourself. The one where rest has to be justified.Earned.Proven necessary beyond doubt. He sits on his shelf either way. Before the crash.During it.After it. To him, none of those versions of you are more deserving than the others. Your...
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