Haven’t the first clue what I’ll write about that has a ha.
Have been having a rough time.
My generosity of spirit is running low.
The right thing.
My spirit’s weary.
I’m hardened and hollowed.
Hard to write that.
Writing it, the words stretch out in front of me like a string of mozzarella that burns the roof of my mouth because I am too hungry, too eager, have waited too long to be filled.
I hang on to hope.
I could use more hahas.
Have you ever needed more hahas?
Have you got any hahas to spare?
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