I’m not sure how much longer I can handle mundane. It’s starting to wear thin. But lately, I can’t seem to find adventure. I can’t find a story anywhere. They used to jump out and stop me dead in my tracks. Now I feel like everything is playing hide and seek. And some days, I’m really not that into seeking.
The dust has begun to form crop circles in the carpet.
The dust has begun to form crop circles in the carpet.
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