today has been a day of thought - thought in a form that is not hurried or fretting, in a form that trickles like a bit of spray from a cool stream, from the center of your forehead, down, following the curve of your eye, pausing for a moment at the corner, then running down and tucking itself behind your ears, past your temple, into tendrils and
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I felt that way about certain friends from high school. While I matured, went onto college, developed new interests and all that jazz, they are still stuck in thier 16 year old personalities and lifestyles. It's difficult to seperate, especially when you once had such dynamic, storybook connections. Unfortunately, it's hard to break apart from that nostoglia. It takes courage to finally put the past behind you.
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