the old life…

i went to a party last night and stayed for under 10 minutes and that was 10 minutes too long. it looked like a nice party. not to me but i guess as these things go, it was a nice party it’s just that it was an old party. one i’d been to a few times before and never really enjoyed. had some memorably bad times there and maybe that was all lingering in one of my brains.  maybe it was just the sadness that clings to that house or maybe it’s all my own sadness.

it’s a new life, a new day even though everything looks the same. it’s throwing me off. 
From Planting Along The Verge

From Planting Along The Verge


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