record highs in emotion shouldn't last. they can't last. they have no history of lasting. i still get cautious when they come, and the very moment i accept that life is allowed to be inexplicably perfect, it crashes or crumbles in time to humble me.i'm just profoundly glad i can look across a high, wobbly table, decaf coffee, midnight, listening to an opening band and realize that someone can nod and actually get what i'm talking about. this isn't last week.... this new week has had a brand new feel to it.
and maybe next week will be the best ever and maybe it will stink. maybe it will truly be a blah week or uneventful. regardless, i just felt like blogging tonight. can't sleep. mom comes tomorrow :)
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We're not going to let different bring us down. I've got your back, HP.
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