Depressed


It’s a stumble, but it’s hard to pick myself back up. 

I need to hide under my covers, but I think I sheltered myself too much.

I want to cry, but my brain starts forming do-to lists and workplans after 5 minutes.

There’s so much to do, but I just want an Ollivander’s wand to do the job.

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