The big dig.

I dig.

Despite my best attempts to avoiddistractrunfromdisassociateresist

I dig.

Expecting karmaofmurderingsmallchildren

I dig.

Dig deeper.


I dig.

And one day, sore and dirty and lost, I hit a vein.


And laughter comes.


Laughter and more laughter


Laughing until I can’t breathe.

Laughing more.

Laughing tears and joy and love andohmygodhowdidIneverknowthisisinme

All this.

All this.

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One response to “The big dig.

  1. p

    oooooh! i love this!

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