I never feel alone.
Upstairs a pantry door squeaks. Next door a dog whines. Just little. And the elevator clumps from floor to floor.
The sound of all this living keeps me grounded without the commotion of actually living with another human.
Upstairs a pantry door squeaks. Next door a dog whines. Just little. And the elevator clumps from floor to floor.
The sound of all this living keeps me grounded without the commotion of actually living with another human.
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