Stages Of Grief

I’ve gone from denial, where I dance barefoot to the best of the 90s, eat ethnic foods, paint my nails red, and catch up with every old and new friend within a 50 mile radius, to anger, which for me apparently involves insomnia, stomachaches, five minute mile sprints, eating semi sweet chocolate chips directly out of the bag by the handful, ugly crying for 20 seconds at a time, and listening to Rootless Tree by Damien Rice on repeat.

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"There is all this untouched beauty, the light, the dark, both running through me." -Over The Rhine
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