I don’t know why
And I don’t have to.
All to well the day will pass.
And before long I will look back
Like I looked back last night,
At the years that got me here.
The awe will find me again,
I could be dead, I statistically SHOULD BE,
But the blood is running hot through my viens.
I will remember this too.
I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty View more posts
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