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I'd just seen Endgame.
My world was a blur.
I stepped out of the theater
A little unsure.

I stood there, quietly.
Feeling loved and betrayed.
Never has a movie
like this one been made.

April 25, 2019
*ahem* WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!?

April 26, 2019

That’s me,
second from the right,
the one awkwardly scratching her chin,
the one spacing out so far
Major Tom couldn’t pull me back in.
I'm the one who’s not swinging,
or texting, or chatting.

My home has been different almost every year. Home started out in Brooklyn, NY. Small town, Vermont is quite different from that. And Hanover, NH is quite different from both.

I foresee a world.
One where people are free.
To do what they want, and love who they love
And people can simply just be.

I foresee a world,
Where I’m not shamed for questions
I’m not shamed for love,

I remember vividly. It was end of May or early June. This picture perfect afternoon… Oh, no wait, that’s a song. Ah yes, it was autumn. Sam and I were walking through the neighborhood, when an unpleasant thought infiltrated my mind.