and im searching for inspiration. reading through old notes again. because the story is old, and i am getting older.
but being vague is so alluring. and it's all ive known, or at least i find comfort in it.
because i want to know if i am the only person who revisits those places. to each their own place(s). or do you ever get sick of things you were sick of two years ago? have you ever fallen too hard on the ground? do you swing as high as possible when love finds a way?
i just need to be inspired. for love and for art.
i am revamping my approach. and it started today. i'm not sure how beneficial it will be.
give it to God. and im 18 again. so lose myself in God.
am i making sense?
but im pouring to fill. what you may or may not know. or remember.
when the reflection is rippled.
ill listen to what you say. and it never was. and that was that, or will be.
but now ive spilled.
what was cleaned up before.