Tonight, the thunderstorm overtakes the moonshine

My virtual being has been quiet for the past month as the flesh and blood version moved between three states, the intellectual matter started a new job, and the emotional remnants tried to hold a broken heart together.

I’m trying to tease the opportunity out of the adversity and reunite those disjointed pieces into the whole person I was, and I know when I do I’ll be put together stronger, with extra super glue between the cracks. But in the meantime alcohol is a smooth talker, and it doesn’t get along with emotional adhesive.


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