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Melancholia

Sometimes I am overwhelmed with melancholia, anticipating the loss of friends and loved ones.

Mortality I can deal with.

It’s my own stupidity that frustrates me most. I stumble along, make judgment errors, start worrying about abandonment.

I forget–forgiveness and grace exist. But I never count on either. They’re always unexpected.

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