I woke up. I looked. I wove into the edge, some old pink silk that was nearly to thin to stand on its own. I need time I said to myself. Then, the hearty laugh I needed so badly.
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I woke up. I looked. I wove into the edge, some old pink silk that was nearly to thin to stand on its own. I need time I said to myself. Then, the hearty laugh I needed so badly.
If the path before you is clear,
you are probably on
someone else's.
-Carl Jung