Ventalation Station

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I still love you. Any and all of you.

Not romantically, of course, but you got me here.

Last night, I bought a beautiful house covered in stained glass, surrounded by mossy woods.

Then there was a war, and my house was a lovely, colorful, haven for women and children.

Then my daughter and I were kidnapped.

Sometimes I look down and see

My mother's hands

Etched with age and with wind

I painted a portrait.

In my grandmother's face

beneath her laughing eyes

Sat the same nose

I set glasses on every morning.

In the mirror

Are my father's eyes

Deep set and brooding

Angry where mine are sad.

Family. I see them.

because he was beautiful

but he knew love.

Just

Everything is Hard.

Today I hurt and I don't know why.

In my soul, I dont know why. Why my soul hurts.

My body hurts because she is old and works hard.

Stairs and running and lifting and never sleeping

even with meds

My body works HARD

to go

to make

to breathe and see and do and be

but when my soul hurts

when she hurts, it is a mystery to me and I cannot fix her.

Everything is Hard.

If it wasn't there would be no work to do.

and that