February is for sitting on your fucking couch

February is for a final attempt at hibernation

February is for telling the outside world to go fuck itself, come back in the spring

February is for dreaming

February is for plotting through the pain

February is for climbing through the darkest tunnel seeking that tiny pinprick of light

I’m on my knees. Searching.

If I find some, I’ll share.

Will you?

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