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March 22, 2016
I just want to... dive down into the cold summer water, and swim around, and wonder if the birds will nest this evening.

I think I'm found. I think I found my place, my spot in life, my soft spot, I'm happy to be breathing.

I wonder if you see it? I wonder if you know? I wonder if you take the stroll from home to work and take time: to look up at the snow.

And see the sun in passing, see it one last time. Wonder if the skies are blacker now, or now or never? It is time.