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days_like_these
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now_now
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make me want to
quit my job.
learn to grow tulips.
run through fields,
the-hills-are-alive style.
go on a road trip.
drop everything.
paint.
go to paris & hang about
outdoor cafes and bistros.
make excuses.
learn to sew.
time travel.
become a statue.
read more.
take fish-eyed photos,
distorted and bowed.
feel alive.
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crOwl
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i'm ready to get on that train, as well. i can buy you a ticket, even...
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jane
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me? please?
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unhinged
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fuck_winter
yesterday i got a massage and bought myself more flowers.
iris, mums, roses, hydrangeas, snapdragons. the vase is beautifully full.
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jane
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funny, i keep buying myself flowers & plants as well.
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now_now
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growing small jungles
spilling over window boxes
remind us
we too
grow
[we are alive]
or perhaps it's
in the caring
fostering something
that will never
talk back
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joy division bird
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these_days
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now_now
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the weather today is
overcast
but
warm
&
ominous
[this is no fledgeling
spring]
it reminds me of the
san francisco summers
i left behind
&
on days_like_these
the longing to return is almost
palpable
it burns warm in my chest
[a heart aflame]
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now_now
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I still have
days_like_these
but they are
fewer
oddly enough
i miss them.
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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