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date: 2019-09-16
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Bit by bit, little by little, the tic once again slid from my life. Enough stressors had gone or were on their way out that I was gaining stillness.

I spent more and more days with fewer and fewer tics. I relished in the stillness.

> Like that glass of water that's the perfect temperature. Like fresh-from-the-vine tomatoes. Like city-glow reflected on a winter cloud ceiling while you're under the covers in bed.

It left for quite a while, and when it did come back, it did for only a day or two at a time. I eventually went a year without. Maybe two. I don't remember.

> And then you forgot.

And then I forgot.