Ever walk around a goodwill or other kind of thrift store? You see all of these things which people simply discard over the years. Some things look like they are useful to you, but they were discarded by someone else.
As I walk around these stores, I feel abandoned like these very same objects. I feel like an object at times. Tossed aside, not loved anymore. Simply dropped on the ground at a way station of life.
So that's what life feels like at times.
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