Tag: beach
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Ghost
I get that I’m not always here now in the ways you’d like me to be, or even in the ways I’d like me to be. I’m still a kid lost in a dream of growing up and getting out, and maybe I’ll always be a kind of ghost. It’s just that now at 45, […]
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Headlights
My imagination has always been a little library of worry, where I drift from room to room observing the imaginary goings on in an attempt to not only predict what might happen should I not change, but garner some knowledge as to how to behave in waking life. So why wouldn’t I think they’ve always […]
the real subject is always you 