Wow I cannot believe how messed up my head can be sometimes. Maybe it's because I dwell in hope. Maybe it's because I actually do believe that one day life will sweep me off my feet in an incredibly unexpected way. I don't want to go through this stupid dance again. How can one version of clarity come across so cloudy to me? And why do I keep putting myself in this place?
I hope your rambles have been sweet and your reveries spacious. - Emily Dickinson
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