The Whale That Wouldn't Let Me Go
I feel like I am in the belly of a whale right now. That whale is grief... I am just floating around with whatever else is in the whale's stomach. Every time the grief hits me, I try to hit it back to force my way out. Casually just waiting for it to eat me while also looking for a way out. Maybe eventually I can find a way out, like Marlin and Dory did in Finding Nemo, but for some reason, the whale wants to keep me there. It likes my company...
Why did it eat me?
What does it want from me?
Why can't it just spit me out already?
Why is it so dark in here?
Will anyone ever find me in here?
I'm scared. I'm alone.
Hello?
Anyone?
Help me out of here!
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