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scrambling thoughts

by norah9nsw

My head has been spinning around for what it feels like ages. Constant thoughts hiding behind one another It feels as if I am running through these circles, rampaging through the events occurring within my life I do not understand the meaning of fun, or enjoyment. I live life on the daily to experience, not knowing what exactly I am searching for. My life is full of purpose, but I have yet to find what I am on this earth for. My mind tells me that I am finally enough, and my body is entering the door of self-love, I am fully content with my natural self. I am in control of my mind, but of that I need reassurance. Sometimes I feel like I am not doing enough.
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