If I could find the way to take these moments that weigh on my hands like quickly formed balls of lead and change them into something light enough to lift into the sky, I would. I'm not sure that handing me back the responsibility for my own steps is going to end well for any of us, and the last thing I want to do is trip over your feet because I'm too busy watching my own.
It isn't only in walking down the street that I have a habit of stumbling, after all.
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