Still getting there.

I dreamt that someone asked me if I was over it since, somehow, I seemed like I was.

I said no, and everyone heard it. Even you heard it–but hey, I wasn’t done talking.

I said no, I wasn’t over it. 

But it’s not like anything, or anyone, is trying to stop me anyway. So to be frank, I’m getting there.

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