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I have many things to write about, but I can't write tonight. I'm not going explain why; I'll just say I'm elementally exhausted, and I can't put anything about myself or anything else into words here tonight. I know my words are merely shadows on the cave wall, but shadows or not, words cause reactions and pain. I want nothing more than to not react again tonight, when I don't feel the safety of my own words.
Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe tomorrow.
