i remember being told that love would pour into us like liquid gold and mend our brokeness as if the one came in a first aid kit, attatched: apply generously to wound for best results. not attatched: results may vary.
the thing is, the world is wavy. like the ocean, never ending, restless, reaching for something that it's never going to quite fully grasp. like sound waves, bending and dancing in the wind from a shy mouth to a strong head and back and back and back again. the thing is, emotions and feelings and moments come in waves, like the tides and the moon and the sun and it's all connected somewhere.
you just have to find the constant, and then cling to it.
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i have missed you, my loyal tossers. things have changed, and i am back, and stronger than before. thank you, thank you all for sticking through it all, with me. i appreciate all of your likes, your comments, your messages made it easier to wake up everyday.
you all deserve so much.
-al
