At a fucking crossroad

[thagreat_escape]

I hate being reminded of you. It feels intrusive. The past comes out of nowhere and rears it's unwelcomed head into the present. seemingly so out of place. I had white wine today. I was looking to escape with a book and a journal and found myself dining alone. A new hobby I've developed. I sipped on white wine. Suddenly I thought of Cabbage

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[paulo_san]

its all good. im sure he'd think you're doing well and in persuit of happiness.