I don't understand why how Twitter folk can post the most heartbreaking passages: deaths of children, spouses, parents. I am left feeling like an alien creature. The sympathy of strangers can bring me no succor.
How flimsy is your life boat?
My raft is battered and bruised. I'm hanging on, but I don't know why. Wouldn't it make far more sense to slip away like a ballerina without any bones?
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