FunkyGypsyLipsy: The Draft From the Third Floor →
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A sense of urgency, yet I have nowhere to direct myself. A feeling of being lost in a massive community in a tiny, miniscule section of the world. I used to feel synchronicity, and I was able to be in tune with what was happening to me and why. That hasn’t been the case for quite some time, and so…
