So the other childhood dream I had was to be a teacher
inclusion, delusion, smashed and frozen
My trauma has been so definite in shifting the tractory of my life that is impossible not to walk with a chip on my shoulder. I should get a weighted artistic accessory to put on my shoulders to help with my posture. (ha)
I had one delusional moment, sitting in the wake of my broken memories, seeing the alternate paths of my life spiral off the sides of …
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