there are moments each of us experiences when our inner dialogue is intermittently disrupted by a white noise so insistent that all attention is usurped for fractions of time. sometimes it's best to embrace them for what they are so when they're gone, they were worth more than nothing. and in the aftermath, feel quiet, with your pieces reassembled.
3.2.11
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