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My body and mind need a massage. Tonight I took some time to remember an adventure. I want to say it was the first, if not the second. I can recall my exact feelings. On a whim, I bought an expensive swimsuit. It will serve as motivation to get myself in the best shape possible before spring arrives. I remembered the ‘spaceship’ and the conversation. I can recall my exact feelings. Something like uncertainty and nervousness. I believe it was mid October when I was forming these connections. Making realizations and creating questions. The walls of my room were filled with my handwriting from floor to ceiling. I can recall my exact feelings. Back and forth because I tied my thoughts to the inside of my mouth. They tickled when they grazed my tongue, but that was as far as I’d let them travel. Silent conversations were all I had then and well, now my lips no longer itch.
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Once again, I’m feeling too much. Well, I don’t believe that it is too much in a literal sense, but yeah…my thoughts. There is difficulty in separating the dark from the light. Because they interchange. Yeah. Separation is good. Vital, in fact. So is love. Everyone is in their own place, which is good, but then we come together for this thing called life. Maybe I’ll take an english class. I really need to be better with words. I kinda throw them around like they’re nothing, when they’re everything.
