When everything feels loud, there’s always one thing that brings me back.
Music. Routine. Coffee. Humor. Movement.
It doesn’t fix everything — but it steadies me. It reminds me that bad days don’t last forever.
Grounding isn’t about escaping reality. It’s about surviving it with grace — or at least sarcasm.
Tomorrow’s prompt: A memory that lives rent-free in my head.
Tumblers and Trash Talk 
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