I was having a good day this morning. Not for any reason in particular, I was just happy. Now I've got that metallic saliva taste in my mouth, and I can't seem to break a smile. I've tripped and now I'm just waiting to feel my face hit the pavement. I'm living in this falsity. (That's probably not a word, but I'm gonna use it to mean false reality.) At least I'm living I guess. A thousand happy days can't make up for regrets. Nothing much more to say.. be well.
dm.
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