I've stocked up for quite a week.
Noodles, eggs, bread, kaya, rice, veggies.
Frankie was light today. And it doesn't give me any reason of escapism of what a brat I've been. But some things happen. Sometimes we open our eyes to reality and we eventually learn to fall back on the real world more often. I guess that's the growing up part. It's easier to breathe again. Sometimes even though you've forgotten to do it, but your body wakes. After a long winter, there's a breeze and then the real purpose. It's like Wind in the Hair says to Dances with Wolves, "He had to go away because you were coming." There's a reason for everything in life. There's a reason for all those cardboard memory boxes I've had. There's a reason why we hope. There's a reason why we save the bus tickets and several other knick knacks. There's a reason why we live and why we love. And as we go through life getting our little reminders of why we do what we do. We learn to become human and a little more forgiving. After all, one life right?
Love
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