cool, drifting rain spattering through mild light. home alone, hot tea, writing a paper about two poems that fascinate me. twinkle lights. textured silence.
Reminds me of my favorite memory that I have of my yellow room. If there is one place and time in the past that I could travel to, it would be that moment.
I think I may have hurt Shafer a little when I read that. I needed something to hit.
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I really need to find a better outlet for expressing things.
Reminds me of my favorite memory that I have of my yellow room. If there is one place and time in the past that I could travel to, it would be that moment.
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