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I feel like my soul is slowly being chipped away. That it has been while I wasn't looking. There was a day that I knew me. That day wasn't recent. I am not worrying about the greater questions of the meaning of life or the desire of the Goddess. No. I looked in a mirror just now and began to realize, I am not sure I know who that man is, or what he is about.
I am lost, in this life, or something close to it.
I am lost, in this life, or something close to it.
posted by Wanderer at 11:18 PM
2 Comments:
You know, Steve, I've found that I have cycles in my life, and that periods like you're describing will come at varying intervals. Situations change; busyness changes, the way we think about things changes. Give it time. I suspect your soul is just resting. :-)
Like he has a soul.
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