Bookmark #60

I lost myself more than once in narrow alleys of the blue city. I lost myself more than once this year. I’d stop walking for a second, look around, and I’d just see blue confusion all around. Sometimes I figured it out on my own, sometimes I saw a familiar place, and sometimes I asked for directions from those around. Eventually, I found my way out. I guess, finding your way out works the same whether it’s a blue alley or a blue day. All we really need to do is try, remember, and if push comes to shove, ask.

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