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setraMoment to moment. It always seems like there's so much time, until there isn't. You look in the mirror and you don't recognize the face that meets your eyes.
Suddenly, "Tokyo Sling" is the perfect song. For everything.
I feel utterly lost right now. I feel like I should be taking action with certainty and stability. Instead I find myself reaching for a dozen things, my mind scattered to introspection and escape.
This too will pass, I know, so I record the emotion, the moment, and wait with burning eyes and trembling hands for something to shift.
Suddenly, "Tokyo Sling" is the perfect song. For everything.
I feel utterly lost right now. I feel like I should be taking action with certainty and stability. Instead I find myself reaching for a dozen things, my mind scattered to introspection and escape.
This too will pass, I know, so I record the emotion, the moment, and wait with burning eyes and trembling hands for something to shift.
