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Journey of a lost mind

Short stories about diffrent struggles with mental illness and other trumatic events and how u deal with them

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…Sam nodded, the fog lifting just a little. The paint tube was warm in their pocket. The envelope was light in their hand. The notebook was waiting, ready for more words. "Let's go back to the hospice," Sam said. "I want to sit in the garden. I want to think." Clara smiled. "That sounds like a good plan." They walked back to the car, the envelope tucked safely in Sam's bag. The cerulean blue pressed against Sam's thigh through the fabric. The garden would be waiting, the chrysanthemums blooming, the blackbird singing. Tomorrow was still coming. But for now, Sam had the letter. And that was enough to take the next step.

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