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The wrong game
So here is the thing, turning the tide is done with a stone of unimaginable size. It is not something that you or I could do, I don't know which gods, even, would have a shot at it. The thing I need to turn is much smaller than the tide and merely requires a little application and a consistent sight on the target. But the target blurs and I don't know if it is my eyes that are getting old, or if all these years I have been playing the wrong game.
Achieving happiness
Wrapped up in my own troubles, wrapped so...
