and I've come to a succinct, and powerful realization...
I feel profoundly defeated by my life.
I thought for a while.
I always felt that if I stopped fighting for even ten minutes I'd lose.
I lost a long time ago.
I asked myself if I was defeated.
I am.
Death is but death.
Defeat is but defeat.
I'm defeated.
Can I come back?
I'm not dead.
Defeat is not the end.
Defeat is not even a pause.
With that being said.
Somantics is now closed. I hope you'll follow the next chapter.
I typically post a defiant yawp, burning with resolve and fighting spirit.
I don't think that's going to happen this time.
I think that's okay.