It's raining in Baltimore.
(Just posted this as a comment, actually, for someone else's LJ. But I felt the need to also say it here. I guess as a reminder to myself.)
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I'm not so sure we're always where we're supposed to be, but I think Life has a way of letting you know when you are. Personally, I think that's what déjà vu is. A tiny little flash of "this feels familiar because it's right. You're on track."
Like a thumbtack in a map.
I think being generally unhappy with where you are means you have to keep moving, and if that means literally moving, try it out. I know I'm itching to get out of Baltimore, and I even know where I want to be next. And as soon as a my bank account *magically* fills up, I'm bolting. And I'll wait for the déjà vu.
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....Now go see Where The Wild Things Are.
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I'm not so sure we're always where we're supposed to be, but I think Life has a way of letting you know when you are. Personally, I think that's what déjà vu is. A tiny little flash of "this feels familiar because it's right. You're on track."
Like a thumbtack in a map.
I think being generally unhappy with where you are means you have to keep moving, and if that means literally moving, try it out. I know I'm itching to get out of Baltimore, and I even know where I want to be next. And as soon as a my bank account *magically* fills up, I'm bolting. And I'll wait for the déjà vu.
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....Now go see Where The Wild Things Are.