Twenty

This is the time of year I sometimes ask whether everything was all worth it.

In the past it has led to moments of unease. In a way, I still feel uneasy, if only because there is more to be done. Suffice to say, it is not as sad as it once was. I cannot say why right now.

For the moment, I think it matters that I am still here.

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