Friday, January 1

Not So Indifferent Anymore




Starting to pack.
Holding on to so many things.

Starting to wonder:
Can I hide?
Can I run away?
Am I ready to go back?




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Horoscopes are an annual source of entertainment for me. It's almost like a ritual to add to the list of fruit hanging, fruit counting, screaming at the top of my lungs under comforters and pillows, and jumping as soon as the clock hits midnight. Anyway, I find that horoscopes can just be so general that anyone could put any experience they have within the day or the year and believe your reading in a heartbeat. Call me silly (like you may always do already), but mine's pretty spot on...





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