Building a bridge from imagination to reality

Never been caught when a building collapsed above me

But I imagine it must feel a bit like this.

I’m tired of hiding in a room, until I can work, and working until I’m ready to fall, only to head back to the room.

There must be more than this.

There used to be.

Where’d it go?

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