The ups and downs of a girl staying in Fibroville, a fibromyalgia amusement park.
Yes. This will keep happening
A small post to explain my disappearance for the last couple of years. Trifling mumbling about trifling matters involving a trifling. I got lost in the abstract sense. In the emotions of both myself and those I loved, and faced tremendous emotional loss. However, every lost comes with a found. I found a villager where I lost a village, appreciation where I lost love, and a range of emotions unseen in me before. Odd, to take 10 steps while being rooted to the same spot.