Never
Come What May
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Brought about by many things: the mournful strumming of a Spanish guitar on the radio, those soft and misty days where the sky drizzles but never storms, or an idle thought that tugs you downward toward the still places in your mind.
It's not that you're sad, no, but you wouldn't say you're happy either.
The soul slumps a little, and you're not really tired, but you don't have much in the way of energy. Hours might tick by as you sit alone, not doing much of anything.
There's a lack of connection. You're just sort of drifting, and you look up to find it's 3 am. Not sure how you found yourself there again, but 3 am suits you. When the city falls asleep, it leaves this big space behind that makes it easier to breathe.
Because you are a responsible adult (or try to maintain the appearance of one), you'll trundle off to bed soon. You have work or chores in that bright, busy world the rest of humanity swims in, but wouldn't it be grand to linger in this deep, cool place you've found? You could spend days here - months.
There's no real leaving it though; I seem to carry it with me wherever I go.
Brought about by many things: the mournful strumming of a Spanish guitar on the radio, those soft and misty days where the sky drizzles but never storms, or an idle thought that tugs you downward toward the still places in your mind.
It's not that you're sad, no, but you wouldn't say you're happy either.
The soul slumps a little, and you're not really tired, but you don't have much in the way of energy. Hours might tick by as you sit alone, not doing much of anything.
There's a lack of connection. You're just sort of drifting, and you look up to find it's 3 am. Not sure how you found yourself there again, but 3 am suits you. When the city falls asleep, it leaves this big space behind that makes it easier to breathe.
Because you are a responsible adult (or try to maintain the appearance of one), you'll trundle off to bed soon. You have work or chores in that bright, busy world the rest of humanity swims in, but wouldn't it be grand to linger in this deep, cool place you've found? You could spend days here - months.
There's no real leaving it though; I seem to carry it with me wherever I go.
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