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Swept Up in the Thick of It

Depression is a mean beast, blowing its hot breath on your nape as you try to chase after happiness. Sometimes you get tired of running. It's okay. Take a breath. We're old friends by now, and we both know I'll start the chase again. I'm too young to have so many dead friends. Don't give up. It's not about the goal- It's about the experience. Take a look at the scenery on your next lap.

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