Even in the depths of it, when we look closely, we can see it is a facade, white blooms, ready to burst out, become a boat on a harbor, a place to walk on the beach. If I can’t believe a year ago this was my life, Why believe any stories I’m telling about now. https://conjurd.substack.com/p/dr-con-and-the-daemons
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