I have noticed in my idle moments that a plain untouched piece of the world is something that to some basic degree I loathe. Loathe may not be the proper emotion, however there is a certain need to change whatever is around me. I could call this being figety, or some other anxiety based dillema but it appears to go much deeper. If there is empty
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i wont assume a response, but id like you to know that i think about you and the guys each day.
-r-
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theres a lot going on. time for a walk?...no?
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"I always wanted a heaven that still poured out the seas and flooded my home with such despair that I could only know the joy of sweet recovery, the bliss of waking anew and giving my eyes to the day. Storm and fatigue are the lines of seperation between heaven and hell, those sunny days over idle hands and irreverent wishes cause me great worry and sorrow. I do not wish a perfect day for you, but one of personal freedom and choice. May you make the wrong ones so that we may grow knowing the best becasue of the worst."
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