who doesn’t love a pun? (i know many*)
*who don’t love a pun
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FRONT: …and my retreat inward. I wanted to see, to create a space for myself with a boundary that would hold. But they don’t hold forever, at least for me, so even with seeing it, I was still desperate.
BACK: I don’t know where the idea came from, but I poked a hole through the center and it was the release, a knowing, that there is always more, a beyond, a “portal” (ugh) that I could venture into. Here, though, in this body, in this mind. Not in an “oblivion” I might have used to think was the only option.