Eating food that tastes of disappointment

So I wake up hungry, the previous day my family had bought pastries, with danish cream and then there was the mysterious almond one, having almonds… and I think powder sugar… well have you ever wondered what sadness tastes like? Without the seasoning of salty tears? Well it tastes like a lack of solid flavor, more so it tasted like bread without the proper things to give it the nice tanginess that bread has. So don’t eat the almond pastry.

Today’s song: Oats in the water by Ben Howard.

Sleep on bus

When you’re trying your hardest to remain awake when on bus and your eyes keep closing and then you are in the first layer of sleep. Your mind pulls to the weirdest parts, as the outside world still contributes to the craziness within, do you still sleep?

Scare of the minute.

It was something so short lasted. The word count that I had worked meticulously to accumulate, gone and halved. The evidence of the disappearance very minimal, this is it, time for the factory reset, a purge to get fresh. But in reality everything is fine.

Memories

In a sense we are made by memories and we make them. We think back to recreate the good, 21 years into life and there is still much to create and recreate.

Memories

In a sense we are made by memories and we make them. We think back to recreate the good, 21 years into life and there is still much to create and recreate.

BIGGER IDENTITY

Music of life, that’s me… it’s this thing I thought was oh so original . Okay there are many who have this, a book a dance company, and another blog. But let’s be the modern recreation. Renaming modern and beautiful, starting and going. Not stopping. We’ll be the BIGGER IDENTITY.

A Name Game and Memory

Well you might’ve played a game where you go and try to memorize the names of others and then you introduce yourself. It’s one of the things that sounds extremely simple up into it is you going up . Then the names are jumbled and there are so many errors. You think you’re the only one. Time seems to slow itself but it’s not you everyone goes through this.

Hello

Good bye, I say this after a couple of months, that’s just how things work isn’t it. We go in with a hope, only to come out some time later disappointed. That’s life, no one is perfect sadly. Here I sit. What brings you to my mind, to the place where I most commonly spill my guts… everything pours out and luckily I have a reader such as yourself to listen and ponder as everyone does. As we should.

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