I stare at the floor, trying to feel my feet under me. Trying to stand. Get up. Go. Get up. Another day. Same as yesterday. Stand. Don’t think. Stand. Get up. Work. Don’t think. Do a job. Fix something. Build something. A car. A bike. The broken shutter. The door to the backyard. Turn it off. Move. Fucking move. Another day. Same as yesterday.
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