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I haven't written since October... i thought it was about time i wrote something... How does one even begin to start to pour ones self into words? Just typing out what you think and trying to make it up as you go as i appear to be doing at this very moment i guess. so that is how it shall be. For now at least. Until i decide otherwise and start actually making sense... nah. There is no fun in that. Mindless rambling always leads to something more... right? Maybe not but for that i don't care. Mellow music makes me happy. it Just kind of takes you away and you can just imagine your self floating on your back in a pool or vast body of water staring up at the clouds and thinking about what life really has in store for you. What does all of this mean? Where should i turn? What will i do next? Until you find yourself tearing at the sky but you just can't reach it. It appears so close but so far away. So you just find yourself at the place where you started. Drying yourself off with a towel and walking away from your thought process.
~Erica~
~Erica~