inhale . . . 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵.

even the toughest of wolves gets lonely sometimes.

i do not have the luxury. at least not these days.

the bar is all i have . . . my pack departed years ago. and it is a bit late to start from scratch.

they were my pack.

i get to see them every now and then . . . but i still feel absent.

i cannot simply move away. i have built my livelihood in the Canary Islands . . . it is not easy to travel so far so often.

do not make me feel worse than i do . . . it is not easy, knowing that it is a choice to stay here. it is a bit late for that, too.

what is a . . . ‘himbo’ ? — 💧

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