It has been a while.
A long, long while.
A long, long day.
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Things are not in our flavor.
Storms are coming.
Path is dark and in a mess.
I can only carry on.
Pardon me if I am not responding.
Find me if I texted.
As it would likely be distress messages.
And to the ones who responded today.
I could not have thank you enough.
