Of being “worn”, the power of community, a confession, and a choice

There are days.  They often come in waves. I wake up and I feel a heaviness on my chest.  Nothing tragic, just the wear of the day to day. The loneliness, the weariness, I am tired.  I put on the song “Worn” by Tenth Avenue North (video and lyrics here) and lift my tear-filled eyes. The lyrics …

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