InfiniteSideQuests @infinitesidequests.bsky.social

One night in 1984, after midnight, I listened to my Nan and Aunt tell each other, in great detail, the outlines of their novels. They were fascinating stories and to this day neither story is completed. When a family member was diagnosed as an adult I was like, "But we're all like that?"

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