what you’ve seen isn’t there anymore

It’s hard to write when I’m happy. Maybe I have less to think through? I can just enjoy the moments as they come? All I know is that when I feel like I feel now, I can’t stop writing. I write everywhere, all the time. In my head, on paper, on a computer, anywhere, anywhere. I write while I’m dreaming and when I wake I wonder what I meant.

On days like today, I think about leaving and never coming back. And maybe one day I will.

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