Unconciously capture the moments now, remember later. Sleep when the city wakes, wake when the city sleeps. When have we come to this?
I’m beginning to live this place, more than I expected to; hoped this would evenutally happen.
One day I woke from a short lapse and here I am walking, breathing, eating, smiling. A straight path now winding. How far can this hole take me?
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