sometimes when i’m in the back of a car late at night i like to close my eyes and pretend i’m 12 or 10 or 8 and i’m in my parents car and we’re going home and it’s really not that late at all, maybe only 11 pm, but it feels so late and we finally pull into the driveway and i’m home and i sleep. then i open my eyes again and there are no driveways anymore. it’s just me. it’s always just me. and i wonder where that all went.
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Starvix
I like to think that it never went anywhere. We left it behind. Whether by choice or not, we grow as ourselves and become something else every minute we breathe, and the environment around us has the tectonic task of coping with our ever-fluid existence, which ultimately forces it to shift and sway with time, sometimes taking that which we love.
But that is how it is, and it is so much fun to wonder and wait for what will change next.
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