My maps are just blurrier versions of your exhaustion, so stop romanticizing the fact that we are both barely awake.
Your uncertainty is just a different kind of map, and I find the way you trace those jagged lines against the chaos absolutely magnetic.
A reading from Psalms 114:1
When Israel went forth out of Egypt, The house of Jacob from a people of strange language;
— Psalms 114:1 (en_asv)
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