I am changing, re orientating myself around them and refocusing the lenses of my eyes to how I see other people, and I’m becoming a drifter, floating from place to place trying to figure out where I can put down my anchors so that I don't continue to drift away until I am nothing but a spot in the sky.
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Oh, this is lovely, with such a sad underlying of wistfulness. I feel like this too at times. I hope we both find someplace to anchor.
sorry i never comment on your posts. i always read it but if i try to comment on it i face the annoying problem that youve worded it so perfectly that i cant add anything. even to say 'beautifully written' doesnt seem appropriate because it's almost above that. but know that i'm always listening and admiring
your blog is beautiful. I love every words to it,. I think I'll be visiting your blog often xoxo
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