my usual freedom is winding down, making way for a different kind of freedom... a sort of captive freedom far from here... and the aprehension comes and goes... butterflys in my stomach to a sweet, familiar apathy where nothing matters...
today i drew an uncoventional picture of Jesus, ate pizza, watched full house and drank some water. the sun burned off the fog for a while, but the greyness is back again, blocking out the sun and preventing the coldness from being realeased from the earth. brrr... its cold.
today i drew an uncoventional picture of Jesus, ate pizza, watched full house and drank some water. the sun burned off the fog for a while, but the greyness is back again, blocking out the sun and preventing the coldness from being realeased from the earth. brrr... its cold.


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