tiny strides toward routes too long.
i am kept from clarity by too much of what is shoveled from other lives on top of the mess that is mine.
i feel an inch tall and to change it i push mountains by motes to make way for troubles i don't see coming.
i fight to compensate for others' ease in giving up and letting go.
i wait too long and i try too hard, for nothing.
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some [mis]adventures of an aspiring... well, something.
things i enjoy (in no particular order):
books. cookies. fluffy pillows. rainy days. spending all day in bed. staying out all night. long road trips. all the music i can cram into my head. best friends. hugs. flowers. hand- knit socks. coffee. slippers. sunrises. sunsets. spontaneity. crunchy leaves. hugging trees. fresh snow. sweet tea. dancing. taking pictures. drawing. libraries. loitering. words. bonfires.
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