Last year, at the end of last year, something broke.
Not in the sense that it was lost or that it will no longer work. But in the sense that it changed.
I use the term broke, because that is what it feels like. Not because I regret it or because it was something I desired, but in the sense that it was something that came to an end. Something that naturally changed.
Don't get me wrong. You are here. You will always be here.
It's the way I look at things that is different.
Maybe.... I don't really know, but just maybe, I am more at peace.
Love.
Frog.
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