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Into every life...
I was once trying describe the reasons that a person, in an abject state, may use to hold on to life. By which I mean those little things that become important in the dark of night, that compel in the moment of pain, that consume and focus the mind away from despair.
There are some that are obvious, to surmount pain you make an itemized list, the next entry, the one after that. You focus on the immediate struggle not the impossible goal. When I started to describe tasking one's self to survive the winter by focusing on seeing one last spring I started to cry.
---image: Not Ditmas Park, But Real Close
By pspealmanInto every life...
I was once trying describe the reasons that a person, in an abject state, may use to hold on to life. By which I mean those little things that become important in the dark of night, that compel in the moment of pain, that consume and focus the mind away from despair.
There are some that are obvious, to surmount pain you make an itemized list, the next entry, the one after that. You focus on the immediate struggle not the impossible goal. When I started to describe tasking one's self to survive the winter by focusing on seeing one last spring I started to cry.
---image: Not Ditmas Park, But Real Close