reverie v. reality

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The cage is open. You can walk out anytime you want. Why are you still in there?

There are wind chimes and the smell of lemons, some days it rains, but more often the air is dry and sweet.

What I write is all mine, it’s a living thing, it’s an extension of me that wanders out into the world.

Mostly, I want to be kind.

none of us is;
or else we all are.

last updated: 1 month, 1 week

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  1. i considered organizing these by section, but ultimately decided that life is so jumbled anyway. (but watch out! implementation of an organizational system is subject to abrupt revision at any point!)