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I Lost It: Visual Story through my Grief

I lost it.

I cried and I couldn’t stop, I woke up at 3:40am with tears in my eyes. I cried in my sleep and the next morning I cried more.

I think it was everything.

It was the move during a time of concern that even rest stops wouldn’t be open as I made my way from Michigan to Texas It was picking my key up on a rug that stated, “welcome”

It was getting wrongfully towed, ch