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8pm

I was riding my bike earlier today. Drops of rain were hitting my head, and I didn't bother going home anytime soon. I talk a lot of ignornace, is it really bliss? I try not to, but I'm the perfect imperfect human. I got off my bike and took a deep breathe, clasped my fingers, and sat indian style in the park I go to everyday. I listened to the kids play, I listened the wind moving the tree branches violently, I listened to parents telling their children they won't be there much longer because of the storm coming. The clouds felt so close to my head, but I'd probably need a million ladders, each ten feet tall to see above them. And to think sometimes I feel like I'm walking on the sun, imagine how many billions of ladders I need to feel like a million bucks. My mom always asks me why I always leave home, and go out for long periods of time on my bike. I dont think she understands I dont feel home, at "home". So I'm out looking for one in mother natures heart. It's 8:25 pm and I'm at the park again, no ones here, for safety I guess. It looks like the sky is angry, its roaring a lot. I dont think I should write about anyone anymore, I feel like I'm not putting my mouth to use if I just write about someone and posting them in this website, thinking hopefully they'll click the link on my Instagram bio and read what I wrote about them. I figured I'd say what I felt about them face to face now, it's better. Also I wont cry as much at night when I reread what I wrote about them, when they're gone. I have a lot of poeple to express to, eye to eye. I owe it to them. They've made their mark in my darkest of days. So I'll use the best of my vocal chords to clear up their gray skies when they look up. I hope to take away the gloomyness in your souls, because I feel a lot for you. I meditated today, I forgot I was even alive for a few minutes until I snapped, soemtimes I wish I could meditate forever. I don't know where people are going with anything, neither do I. I just enjoy filling up notebooks with nonsense, and feeling happy.
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david-bojay
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Jun 25, 2014
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#peace#nature#one#still
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