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that in time enough, there will not be enough time between when I am lonely, and when I am happy, for me to grow at all.

I feel it getting shorter, and I am nearly frightened.

unless perhaps I am mistaken, maybe they have become so extended that  all the slight rivets and facets in the long lengths have become more significant to me, and maybe that is just as God intended. For these long troughs. perhaps that is where life takes place, not between the trial and error and trail and success, but in the expanse of each. and the shift between the two is something I will eternally feel. it was never meant to be gradual.