Dead End Places

 Get to a place and then it is necessary to get out. It’s not working, it’s not for me. I ask for help and advice. Nothing happens and I put up with the place and the situation for as long as possible. What to do? Just thinking about it takes a great deal of effort, sometimes more effort than I can spare. But I do it. I have to do it. Thhere is no other way. There is no place to go.I feel like it’’s raining hard. It’s pouring and I am getting soaked. There is no umbrellan no overcoat. Nothing.

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