The convenience of uncertainty

The convenience of uncertainty

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After what seems like an eternity of wallowing in the darkness, wondering how I would ever pull myself out of this slump — this hell of my own making — and trying to let go of the past, I think I may finally have found a way. And now, knowing that I can finally bring myself to stand on the other side of this door, I’m feeling a kind of liberation that I haven’t felt in a very, very long time.

I don’t know what it is. But I know that I like it.

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