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[threeplusfire]

Some days, I just don't know what to say. It's a humdrum existence, except for those moments when I look sideways or feel it beating inside my ribcage. Who knows how to describe it, because I could write you all the over the top poetry and sentiment and it still wouldn't catch the spirit of the moment. It just is, and you don't know until you're there. I never believed that before, but I certainly do now.

Lists and lists. My life is a list at the moment. I have too many lists.

A bit disconnected, because I've absorbed so much in the past few weeks.