while everything as of late seems to have shifted and moved, apparently set upon its head by some force that is far more powerful than even the farthest fringes of my imagination can attempt to grasp, i can't help but let loose a sly smile at the world of possibilities that lay ahead of me. this one.... is going to be a trip.
"and it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time"
-death cab for cutie - "what sarah said"
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