There’s something to be said for being a part of
something outside of yourself. I wake for the chance of becoming myself.
I exist for the hope of tomorrow. I am, more than certainly, invested
in the future.
I am at your local bookstore, planted at the high top
near the self-help section. I am watching a young couple laugh. She’s a
redheaded teacher, or day care assistant maybe. He’s a scholarly but fun
young professional. They’re taking ceramics classes at the local
community college. They’re making dinner and love. They’re attending
close friends’ weddings. Their refrigerator is stocked with vegetables
and fruit, not leftovers and beer.
I open my laptop and browse through the open tabs: “How to overcome depression” “10 ways to enhance your life” “7 simple tricks to attract the woman of your dreams” “5 powerful affirmations” “30 ways to kill yourself.”
sunrise
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bonfire friends
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sadness
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purple skies
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true love
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My Cheerleader
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womans transformation to happiness and love
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future life together of adventures
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