Time: 10:29 pm
Current mood: Sadness
Listening to: Born Slippy by Barefoot
When I was young I was ahead of my time. Am I falling behind?
I was driving earlier in the evening and I looked at the streetlights. Every one of ‘em lit bright and shiny except one.
A little hope.
Innocence still exists.
When I was Six, I asked my aunt, what if red was blue. She said it would still be red.
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