I did something bad yesterday, and the other day, and it backfired. I am feeling low, and small things have caused me to view everything in slow-mo.
But then it kept me thinking, we are all on the same boat here. There's a branch that wants stability, and there's a branch that wants acknowledgement. And then I applied it to my life (which is a hobby), and realized that acknowledgement preceeds stability.
Observing the brightness, the hue of one's eyes-it was something I could not resist doing, as I have seen months roll by, the itch of clinging on to a certain memory, not of mine. And it hit me that certain hues are not attained when acknowledgement's sake is snubbed.
So here I am, seemingly unfazed. Trying to make it until 8,9,10,11,12. As she is, as we all are.
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