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i like sitting in the passenger seat at night with the windows down listening to music and watching the lights pass by. especially on the parkway since the lights are sporadic and the geometric shapes they create and play around with against the night sky as you drive past (sight)

it is easter. copland's 'appalachian spring' would be a great piece for when jesus returns. unless he was angry, then the badass section in beethoven's third symphony, first mvt.

this is an interesting age we are at. chronologically. mid twenties. break the fucking statistic.

i sit here at 2:26 am knowing i should sleep again. i was prepared for an adventure, so i've been waking up every half hour so i don't pass out completely. but rather, am going with the original plan of scrolling up and finding creation.

the heart, mind and soul, though intangible, are very powerful things

i haven't been happy lately. its getting to me now. i also haven't spoken to a few good friends of mine that i'd really like to talk to. where did my time go? i need to change this.

4:12 am

i wrote everything down. it helped. why haven't i done this earlier? i must beat my lack of motivation. i had a snack, watched an episode of my current show. i think im in a good mood to sleep to sleep now.

the late night morning bird is out. just heard him. i much prefer the night time. its much more quiet. peaceful.

i really enjoi metric. there is something about her music that makes me feel like im alright. yanno?

i went to visit the forest for a bit today. it was lovely. the trees, the air, the feeling of being away from everything, yea. i like it. i cannot wait to go camping.

goodnight moon.

feel like just a baby

portrait of a lady

poster of a girl