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The persistent and rhythmic sound of rain falling on the attic roof is unable to calm the current circuit of thoughts racing through my brain at what feels like 100 inconsequential considerations a second. Struggling to grasp onto a single trail, one thread eventually takes root. A tree, the tree. Read more