'There were years she'd commanded, and there were years when her certitude hibernated. This life required so many choices. So many little, and big choices to plod to the next moment. And who knew if any of it mattered? They were all each other's spectacle, and then they died... She'd lived long enough with death... to know every life was its own small star... it didn't matter who was watching. Life lived on.'
— Oct 13, 2023 11:08AM
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