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Life has never been so complex and so simple at the same time. In spite of the lengthy to-do list, priorities, location, uncertainty, long-distance-goes-nowhere, wrong time/wrong place/what the heck am I doing?–

I am simply happy.

Even after a long-sought-for nap to break a 36-hour sleep lack streak, I don’t find that my mind has changed particularly much upon waking. No delirium influenced me, then. There have been no fireworks, no dizzying breathlessness, no violins in the background, but I find no good reason whatsoever to chase those.

I think I much prefer it that way.

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instead: quiet, hopeful optimism, shielded like fingers crossed behind a back, tealight candle behind a snowdrift. no idea what the future holds in store and just how long said future is, but it matters not.

Snow falls like a million glass beads hitting cotton.