New Stories
My old stories can no longer carry the weight I place upon them. The I remember whens and the during colleges just don’t seem to say a whole lot to me, anymore. Nevertheless my stories remain stuck in cramped spaces waiting patiently to be emptied, before I can learn new things and create fresh stories. Sometimes I can’t help but think back on my past, especially when I feel uncertain about the future. Still I try to remain aware there is always a point at which great wine becomes vinegar.
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- Second Communion · February 15‹ KilljoyHey Now Now ›