getting close to ground zero

It feels like I’m living in a loop of repetition. Same clothes. Same day. Same reading. Same writing. Same everything.

Every day, we put the the same plate on the table and fill it with the same food, which only gets worse. Rotting. Decaying.

Entropy is a necessity. We let the bad things in our lives die, so that they may fertilize the good.

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