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I awake and the day stretches out before me and I wonder how I will pass the time? I could clean. Less clutter means less stress and if there is one thing I need it's less stress. I could work. Due dates are fast approaching and the truth is I do enjoy the challenge and the feeling of satisfaction afterwards. I could read. Just take the day and escape to an alternate reality where people act with purpose and in the end it all makes sense. I could walk out. Just throw this life away and find another Variety is the spice of life and in all honestly, I've done this all before. But as I think and stretch like a cat rising from a nap my hand brushes your head and my fingers slip through your hair. You stir slightly, your arm subconsciously wrapping around mine, and I know what to do. I unplug the alarm silence my phone hold you close and have midmorning dreams of nothing but your beauty
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Jul 15, 2011
Jul 15, 2011 at 2:05 PM UTC
What to do...
I awake and the day stretches out before me and I wonder how I will pass the time? I could clean. Less clutter means less stress and if there is one thing I need it's less stress. I could work. Due dates are fast approaching and the truth is I do enjoy the challenge and the feeling of satisfaction afterwards. I could read. Just take the day and escape to an alternate reality where people act with purpose and in the end it all makes sense. I could walk out. Just throw this life away and find another Variety is the spice of life and in all honestly, I've done this all before. But as I think and stretch like a cat rising from a nap my hand brushes your head and my fingers slip through your hair. You stir slightly, your arm subconsciously wrapping around mine, and I know what to do. I unplug the alarm silence my phone hold you close and have midmorning dreams of nothing but your beauty
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Jul 15, 2011
Jul 15, 2011 at 2:05 PM UTC
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