This phrase has been bouncing around my head for a while now.
Days become similar.
Hours and minutes are the same.
Moments, by moment, merge.
It’s the Spring Equinox.
It’s a Full Moon.
It’s another day in March.
Am I living my life, or am I repeating myself…
because, if so, repetition is not a narrative.
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