It is good to dream. To continue to dream, is to live. The greater the dream, the less I dwell on the current dank darkness. It is an oasis in the slow days of ennui. And for a while you look at the little creature called hope, fed and nourished, and you have an urge to protect the fragile mewling at any costs.
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hey darling, what's up? are you okay? i tried calling you the other day but you didn't pick up..
hope all is good. let me know (text me) if you ever feel like talking and i'll call you.
big hugs and much love,
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I'm fine, you sweet silly. I'm just depressed about work recently coz it's causing some serious intellectual atrophy. Just looking forward to trying something new when I am able to.
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