I related to the title of this right away. I feel, in some sense, like I am always "on my knees" always fighting. Evolution is a constant process, but it's a burden when it feels so perpetually present, so omnipresent.
Wishing for that island can be dark moment if we don't get out of it, if we get to that point where we don't even want to get off the island AT ALL
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