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I'm looking forward to so much in my life, probably more than ever, and yet I'm more happy and content with my life than I can ever remember being, too. I'm not happy because of the future, I'm happy because of the present. The future will be great, too, though.
A human (or really any mammal) has a bunch of empty space in their chests. Right? I swear I learned that. Anyway, supposing that the aforementioned is true, I feel like the empty spaces in my chest, and all over in my body, are filled with glowing yellow light. It's a rather nice feeling. I go to bed and wake up every morning with a smile on my face and a name on my lips.
A human (or really any mammal) has a bunch of empty space in their chests. Right? I swear I learned that. Anyway, supposing that the aforementioned is true, I feel like the empty spaces in my chest, and all over in my body, are filled with glowing yellow light. It's a rather nice feeling. I go to bed and wake up every morning with a smile on my face and a name on my lips.