late in the night when your mind isn't occupied and it's roaming free brewing and simmering starting to boil before you know it it's overflowing spilling out,turning into ideals memories and things you never thought would happen filling you like warm tea or cocoa fills others up in the cold winter what comes to mind ? what brings tears to your eyes ? or simply fills you with joy ?
have been having writer's block so i am just writing to be writing,feels rather nice....