Sometimes, we find ourselves lost in the most familiar of places.
Like a dream suddenly swapping the visible road ahead for a bird’s eye view – only to then cast us deep into the bowels of earth below – our daily routines can summon up the darkest despair. Reminders of the losses that have carried us to this place (and those that are yet to be), can still our hearts and enflame our minds.
Still, we soldier on, as we must.
Lives depend upon our finding our way back, not the least our own

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