Finding a needle in a hay stack, it’s just like me finding the words I’m looking for, that one thing I want to be able to say, to tell you, in a pile of things I actually do say. A pile of thoughts and feeling I haven’t had time to sort out, that’s what spring cleaning is for right? Spring Break, this week. Maybe this time I’ll figure it out, just maybe. I sure do try, but it’s just like yelling underwater, no matter what I say it comes out different, no matter how loud I yell. |
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