I've been thinking about writing here for a while, never quite knowing what I want to say. These past few weeks have been filled with so many things that I can't quite pin down. Helium balloons in all sorts of colours, slowly drifting and dancing upwards, always upwards. These bubbles of weightless air being ideas and decisions and fears and comforts. All that makes up our lives.
I guess I'm finally letting go.
The whisperings, whirlings, wonderings, and writings of a dreamer, a dancer, a drawer and a darling.
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