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strands of sanity

You know what? The real truth is that I started off set on finding a cure for my mom somehow InshaAllah, through God and determination. Somewhere along the line, a mental scale model of the issue became the focus of loose hairs on myself; On everything else. It became abstractly analogous with tumors. It seemed to be a simple goal, to eradicate loose hairs from a single garment. A jacket maybe? I’d be thrilled to conquer a murfing single sock by now?! For the slightest whisper of a chance I could be capable of locating, (not creating. Far be that from my potential). Locating a cure or otherwise effective; as in;- Quality of life, stamina, and vigor restored; lasting, treatment….. Instead, every day it seems more and more impossible to accomplish my initial, “simple”, insignificant task,- now obsession.

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