The Wind

I always feel whirled in meaningless wind when she’s here.  It feels like the cycle of life is disrupted just to accommodate where the wind pleases to circulate or make a little destruction to delay impending projects.  Like the course of nature, so natural that it feels like it should be the way of life – meaningless and wastage of energy for me.  So wasteful and disruptive with the effort I have to put it.

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Note to Self:  Why is it suddenly I feel as if life is disco-balled for no reason at all?

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Author: momsthetruth

Struggling INFJ living in broad daylight and pretends she sleeps through the day like a vampire but knows nothing about Twilight, aside of that hairy beast thing that changes when the girl he can't have does something that can get herself killed.

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