my.

writing has failed me. only because my mind is still not here.


preoccupied. i need to get in the mood again.
i need some inspiration. again.

i realized, that i have yet to find it. something to light that something that's always in the back of my mind. but i suppose its to come out of me or from me rather. it's just waiting for me to let it out.

i need to sit.
i need to read.
i need to just breathe.

i need time.

but for now, this will do.


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"are you stressed?"
someone asks me.

maybe i am.

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today i saw puppies.
cute stuff, man.