I often feel like there is a door somewhere that I will stumble upon. It will open and set me loose on society again. I used to tell people, ‘I feel like I just stepped through a door and things are so much clearer now.” But I now understand there are no doors only windows. Occasionally I manage to clean one well enough to push my nose against it and feel ‘out’, moments on a trail alone wrapped in the smell of pine needles, moments surrounded by my best friends watching the children play, moments when I am running…I am almost there. I am almost me.
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