it feels as if there is always, always a subtraction.always this loss, this reduction - a friend with whom i have reached an impasse, the boy that is no longer, the job that has become work, the store that has shut its doors, the food that no longer gives such pleasure, the life that fails to satisfy.
the love that has deflated.
where is the addition? where is that new bliss? that extra thing that augments the human experience?
i am so exhausted of losing the things that bring me joy and being unable to replace them.
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