Convinced she is the plot twist that I've been waiting for. Early morning. After a thunderstorm of insecurities I now find myself stomping through puddles of possibility. What a beautiful day to begin breathing. Finally connected with the search lights for my former self. Call off the dogs.
Kicking autumn leaves, and chasing the Brown line to Kimball. Running home like when we were little. When our to-do list was in conflict with the street lights.
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