Tarry Awhile Pointlessness

Sometimes, everything feels pointless. Nothing can relieve the heavy weight that sprawls across my ribs no matter how I try to rouse it.

Once, I read somewhere that perhaps I should invite this feeling in, welcome it, make a space for it.

Offer it tea. Sugar? Cream? No, milk of course, less heavy that way.

And after a nice visit, bid it good-bye.

Welcome it back again sometime.

Just not too soon.

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