I walked into the house last night,
and had a mild panic attack
Like my bag?
Seen here posing with my bag.
My non-existent bag.
The bag I left on the kitchen counter.
Stress makes us so forgetful.


It’s odd to be in a situation
That never heals, never changes,
And never will.
And you feel stuck.
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