All I have to offer is thick black silence. You could cut it with a knife.

I can afford to be upright, so I should be humble in doing so.

Precious.

Perhaps contentment is like being in perfect balance, treading the balance beam without spilling over.

Come on try a little. Nothing is forever, there's got to be something better than in the middle. But me & Cinderella, We put it all together and we can drive it home with one headlight. 

But in the middle is where I choose to be, because that's where I landed after the fall out and I haven't found the wherewithal to move. But then again, I'm not sure if I'd rather be on one side or another. I'm afraid of moving in either direction but I'm pretty sure I'll end up somewhere. And that it will be good. 

I think I need some quiet time.

We are never free from where we came from. This is what makes me. really?

Swish swish swish.

Everything has been worth it. :)

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I was thinking today, on the bus of course, of how difficult times in life make you smaller then you were before, they take a lot out of you. Not always a bad thing as it forces you to be economical and efficient when it comes to who you are. So in conclusion, I just don't have time for this.