riding the orange line to midway in chicago, Casimir Pulaski Day plays in my ears, and i can't help but quietly weep. its been a long time since i've cried. it feels good somehow to cry for reasons you can't remember. the people around me don't seem to mind. is it normal to feel as though the last two years of your life never happened? tokyo. santa
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