I have a feeling that this year, I wouldn't have that single entry that sums up the year that was. Instead, I'd have multiple entries standing as snippets of twelve months lived.
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The flesh is weak.
Don't take it literally, I don't cut. Or subject myself to physical pain to feel.
I also was not injured.
No. Of course it is not about getting physical!
It is, giving into a whim. For various reasons like it helped pass the time, you felt like it or that you were bored.
This year, I gave into a whim. I could have hurt some people. Or someone.
And while all is well that ends well, that thing would always be that thing.
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