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Of him, of me Of love and words that float and always find their way back. M. | December 2025

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Of him, of me Of love and words that float and always find their way back. M. | December 2025

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Here, help me hold this. M. | December 2025

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Today, I sit with my sadness. She told me some doors are closed forever. I paused, listened, let it stay for a while, then whispered to myself: new doors, new beginnings, are waiting. M. | December 2025

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I haven’t been posting much lately. Between closing out the year at work, having the occasional quiet breakdown, and slipping into my usual existential spirals, I feel like all my energy has been wrung out. But here I am again, opening the door to my little safe place, wanting to be with all of you once more, maybe one or two more times before the year ends. I’m standing at that strange crossroads where everything ahead feels uncertain. I’m not sure whether to stay anchored in the corporate world or finally follow this pull toward writing, to weave words into something real, something bound, something that allows me to share little pieces of my soul with the world. I don’t know yet. Even saying “2026” feels foreign on my tongue, and the road ahead is indistinct. Perhaps the journey isn’t about choosing a path just yet, but learning to breathe in the unknown. And maybe, somewhere along the way, the path will appear softly, like a light I didn’t notice until I paused long enough to see it. M. | December 2025

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My dear December, Show me the small joys I missed along the way: the quiet morning light, the warmth of a cup between my palms, the laughter that found me even on hard days. Remind me that healing is not always loud; sometimes it is simply choosing to continue. And to all the beautiful souls born in you, December, may their days be gentle, bright, and filled with the quiet magic they bring into the world. M. | December 2025

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