Hello from the other side.

[Truth]

Friends,

I promised T I would post here and I want to keep my word.

I should at least preface this correspondence with a short story for the sake of promiscuity. I would be remiss not to indulge at least a slight bit of intrigue and drama.

--Be me
--*on one*
--existential crisis #1352

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I ran

She left.

Fast forward.... to now.

Hi

Healthier AF

Now for some prose.

Do you remember when the tides broke?
Do you remember the moment when you woke form that waking dream?
My hands speak to me in languages forgotten under toes as the sand receded back to the sea
I am the culmination... I am the moon pushing back against the thoughts...
Intercepted and transfixed among the withered ideas you have held so tight against your chest.
Tell me. Tell me one more time that story of how you broke through.
I sit with baited breath ad palpitating heart at the edge of my seat.
Tell me again how you slayed this beast only for it to rise again, against the backdrop of your bleeding heart.
Late at night I cry and hope that your story may bring me
back to the hollowed pieces of an antiquated epiphany...
Closer and yet farther from the song that sings me back to life.

[TurboX]

I like it Truth! My favorite two lines:
"Late at night I cry and hope that your story may bring me
back to the hollowed pieces of an antiquated epiphany..."

now I can't think of any of my jams (instrumental music) that fit the words but I'll try to share something soon..