It’s important to remember that fact on days like these. On paper nothing is wrong. I currently have a well-paying gig, a roof over my head, a loving and supportive partner, and my health. I have it all. All that one could ever want. Plus I’m living in Europe… what the fuck. So why do I feel like crying?
I’m having an iced coffee at Mila…
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