And like I’m sitting there, under the BRIGHTEST lamps, you know? The kind that make everything SHARP and clear, and I’m like, trying to thread this silk, and I just—I CAN’T see it. Not the little strands, not the… not the way it used to be, and it’s like, my whole life, my whole career, everything I’ve built is just… not there anymore, and it’s just gone, and now what. And like this is it, right? This is the end of the line, and I just… I can’t.

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