thoughts in draft

when great laughter and great joy are missing from my soul, so is the ability to feel the depth of all emotion. these weeks without riot. these weeks without immeasurability. listless. diminished.

  1. #1 by hlherr on March 23, 2008 - 11:54 am

    Oft, I can’t help but think that I’m the only one of two who notices, is affected by, and misses, a once-favored diversion.

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