I don’t.
Which is not to say life’s not good.
I just wonder,
What life would be like,
If I wasn’t always breathless.
I would prefer life was a series of sprints
Because my body,
Good as she serves me,
Is not designed for marathons.
Until that happens,
I’ll have to push on
With only hope
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I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty
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