Intermission

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Today, I'm going to write about how I am doing today. In the present. Not the past. Nor the future. But right now.

    I needed to take a break from my itinerary of writing topics. Reliving everything that I have gone through, In such graphic details, takes a tole on you. On me. I'll keep it on the "I". 

    I looked at todays topic, and got immediately overwhelmed. Flushed with such bad memories. 

    I'm having even difficulty writing this.

    How much of my story do I not include?

    How much of my story do I INCLUDE?

What a conundrum.     

I think I'm going to leave this at this for now. Maybe a small break is what is needed. Let me process this. 

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